June 5, 2009
I'm written out. I have no more words left in me. It feels like that, anyway, clearly that isn't the case. I have never written like this before in my life. Even in college, when I wrote a lot, regularly on deadline, there was at least several weeks of mulling the options, coming up with the outline, the quotes, the specific knowledge. I am also not used to doing continuous rewrites, even with the laptop in grad school. I know that my words were only the foundation, that the other two will add their own layers on top of it.