I think my face is permanently stuck this way. Editing is necessary I know and it makes work better but it’s getting the words just right that makes my brain want to go nuclear. But then there is the moment when everything clicks and the words come out in a miraculous flow that erases all the worry lines and you feel like a kid with a brand new pair of shoes.
You know those special new shoes with the tread that makes you run faster and you pretend for a few minutes that you can now run fast enough to make the earth spin in the opposite direction. Sometimes writing feels like that! You can jump higher than your friends in their crappy old shoes, you can run faster… It’s amazing!
And that is how it feels to get a sentence just the way you want it. And then the next page happens and you’re back to: