Date: 2009-12-17 12:36 am (UTC)
I was suddenly no longer certain if any part of the story was anything but trite, hollow...

This happens to me regularly, and it can last for quite awhile. It feels like the pitch of my words is off somehow. Sometimes I wait until it passes. Sometimes, if I’m able, I just write anyway, trusting that the words will be better than I’m afraid they might be, that I haven’t somehow lost the ability to be effectively critical of my own writing. Lack of sleep and too much stress, depression, caffeine, etc. seem to contribute.
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Caitlín R. Kiernan

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