It has been over three weeks now.
I have deleted another 5000 words from my novel. Clearly, this chapter is not working. I need to re-think it completely. After all, I need to get this information across, but I’m not doing it well.
Instead of writing my story, I’ve written 5-8 papers a day for a few days to catch up on school work. I selected my classes for next semester- guess who’s duel-majoring now. I can get that English-degree I really wanted. Looked online for used copies of books for the MCAT tests since I can’t afford a new one. Looked at graduate schools. All in all, it has been a productive week, just not productive in the writing-sense.
I also made a friend at college. I met her in the parking lot. We had chicken together.