20,000th words, or 40 pages: take your pick.

The more I write, the easier the words come. I’ve done more in a day, in 2 hours, than I have in two weeks. So, is that the key, then: write, write, write, even if it’s dull and boring and insipid, keep pushing until everything is familiar and the artificial words become natural?

Beats me.

Well, at least this is the kind of struggle I can get behind. It’s a fun kind of obsession one where challenges are difficulties are almost as fun as the writing itself.