{"id":678,"date":"2014-11-12T01:05:34","date_gmt":"2014-11-12T09:05:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/annroth.net\/blog\/?p=678"},"modified":"2014-11-09T09:50:19","modified_gmt":"2014-11-09T17:50:19","slug":"dont-just-sit-there","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/annroth.net\/blog\/hump-day-wednesday\/dont-just-sit-there\/","title":{"rendered":"Don’t just sit there…"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"ifyou<\/a><\/p>\n

Sage advice, no?<\/p>\n

There are those rare and magical times when I feel as if I am flying. Those are the best times, when I know I can do ANYTHING.<\/p>\n

But sometimes, forging ahead seems impossible. When that happens, it’s tempting to throw up my hands and give up.<\/p>\n

I have a confession to make: With nearly every novel I write, I\u00a0 feel this way at some point. There are times when I spend days or even weeks, banging my head against a seemingly immovable barrier, working and reworking a few crucial pages or a scene that just isn’t working. That may never work.\u00a0 And a little voice in my head, a voice I have come to think of as my own mini-demon taunts, “Finishing this book isn’t life or death. Why don’t you throw in the towel? Go ahead, quit.”<\/p>\n

I think about that. But I’m no quitter. Never have been. So I give myself a mental kick in the butt, banish that mini-demon to a place where the sun don’t shine, and rework the darned thing again. And again. And again, until I have it right and can at last move forward.<\/p>\n

You want to know the funny part? When I finish the draft and reread it, I can’t believe that those few pages or that scene almost beat me. And I’m relieved and proud that I moved forward, even when I wondered if I ever would.<\/p>\n

Until next time, and wishing you continued movement forward,<\/p>\n

Ann<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

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Sage advice, no? There are those rare and magical times when I feel as if I am flying. Those are the best times, when I know I can do ANYTHING. But sometimes, forging ahead seems impossible. When that happens, it’s tempting to throw up my hands and give up. I have a confession to make: […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[10],"tags":[4],"class_list":["post-678","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-hump-day-wednesday","tag-ann-roth"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/annroth.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/678","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/annroth.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/annroth.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/annroth.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/annroth.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=678"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/annroth.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/678\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":682,"href":"https:\/\/annroth.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/678\/revisions\/682"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/annroth.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=678"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/annroth.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=678"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/annroth.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=678"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}