of course, there's the other side to all this wishy-swishing around through the warm bath water of lavender-scented indecision and frothy ideas.
they come in the form of texts from my friend at william morris who just went thru a writer's bootcamp for agents thing today, and is taking it out on me:
dude, there are too many writers with motivation making money. grow up or stop claiming ur a writer.
ouch, and then...
too harsh for u. i mean i'm bored of postive reinforcement.
ok! followed by...
i mean seriously? ull be procrastinating till ur 40.
i hope they told her to do this to writers or something. and...
the strays idea. how many years u had that stashed?
ok, fine. back to work.
