Word Count: 7629 chick lit
I'm editing. I can't stand editing. My worst inner critic rears it's ugly head and forces me into emotional turmoil. Everything I write sucks. According to me, my mother tells me. Not that she's read a word I've written. I can't let that happen. Not until there's a book on the shelf and a publishing deal.
I'm writing chick lit. It's fun. It's entertaining. It's light. Sweet. It's life. Well sort of. No it's not based on me or anything. Did I mention it's fun? Well it is when the words are flowing, a complete different story when I have no idea what to write, or rewrite!
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