I hate this.
I want to write. I have the next several chapters plotted (and the ending is really outlined).
I just won’t write it.
I tell myself, “One more game of Freecell.”
Five games later, I’m still telling that to myself.
>< I just want to move on from this. I love the plot, but I don’t really want to write it anymore. I want to finish it in one more night, one looong night, but I know I won’t.
And so it goes. ><
Blah. I fail at Milwordy.