In the name of writing:
- I've skipped meals and/or eaten pita chips, grapes and a Clif bar throughout the entirety of a day in order to get the most writing done with the least amount of distraction;
- I've given up sleep--like enormous amounts of sleep that before I began writing I could have never imagined I could live without;
- I've fist bumped the air in excitement over a particular idea/line/scene/character;
- I've danced, like full-on cabbage patch (please tell me you know what that is), in excitement over a particular idea/line/scene/character;
- I've given up on TV shows that I once never missed a single episode of;
- I've allowed my children to watch *way* too much TV;
- I've gotten up at 3 a.m. to work on a scene that just won't leave me alone (yes, I know this is similar to giving up sleep, but waking up at that hour for any reason is just crazy in and of itself);
- I've started the four hour drive home from a writing retreat at 1 a.m. just so I didn't have to give up a single moment of writing time;
- I've cried, screamed, paced, erased, rewritten, and just generally freaked out at various points during the writing of a novel;
- And despite all that, I'm still doing it and LOVING it.
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