Three quarters of writing is re-working, thinking, dithering, ignoring, re-reading. putting away, starting again, going back, re-working over and over.
My theory: Books happen when the stars and planets are in alignment, rare birds sing and the fates grow so bored torturing me that they look away for an instant ... just long enough for me to score. So far the fates are hanging in there.
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