False starts and fitful endings are par for the course in any writing life. And that’s precisely the point of this post, to remind you, me, and the four walls that writing is a marathon, not a sprint and one’s writing must be reconciled to the arc of a lifetime a single moment at a time whether it be haiku, flash fiction, or Millennial Rex.
So, Nanowrimo, take that! It’s off to the races once more and again I intend to hang on for the ride.
