There comes a time when you realize that the tempo of the writing process has changed: the frenzy of being in the Muse's grip has lessened, and what was once Inspiration's passion, that made one feverishly have daily output, that deluge of creativity, now trickles.
What pages I would write! 3 pages, 5 pages, more!
Now, days can go by where I will write a paragraph. Or two sentences. Or one, and I will be satisfied.
I am not complaining. The piece is done. I am in Second-Draft-Mode.
What pages I would write! 3 pages, 5 pages, more!
Now, days can go by where I will write a paragraph. Or two sentences. Or one, and I will be satisfied.
I am not complaining. The piece is done. I am in Second-Draft-Mode.
