I finished the damn thing. I hate it, but I finished it.
And, of course, true to form, the muse comes back as soon as I've laboured out the last line of the story...with 2000 words of another angle I could have taken five days ago if she'd only co-operated.
Argh.
And, of course, true to form, the muse comes back as soon as I've laboured out the last line of the story...with 2000 words of another angle I could have taken five days ago if she'd only co-operated.
Argh.