It never ceases to amaze me how we are our own worst enemies. Last week, I stated tat description isn’t my thing, and yet by breaking down the current chapter into pieces (the old how to eat an elephant trick), I whipped through a thousand words no problem.
I really need to stop limiting myself with negative thoughts. When I was a less experienced writer description wasn’t my strong point, but that was years ago. I’ve grown and improved since then. I will never be a deep description type (like the current book I am reading that goes into great detail about the smallest actions), but when I use description to serve the plot and characterization, I do it well.
In other words, I need to get out of my own way.
How are you limiting yourself?
Today’s Lunch: (in reality yesterday’s lunch) a pintxo of tortilla de patata (a slice of deep dish potato omelette).