I was going to write a blog post about this very problem, but my friend and fellow writer Jacob phrases it perfectly. Check out his blog!
So, I wrote this thing called a book. It took two and a half years of my life to complete the current draft, not to mention countless of hours put in over the years to build the world, magic system, flesh out the characters, and give it a working (semi) interesting setting. It’s around 140,000 words, which were trimmed down and edited from about 300,000. Basically, it’s a big-ass book that has pretty much dominated my free time the last two and a half years. And it’s still nowhere near complete.
See, that’s why writing sucks — that’s why being an author sucks sometimes.
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