I wrote like 200 words in five days. I just don't get it. I thought that the freedom of not worrying about getting it right would be conducive to lots o words. I was wrong. I still agonize over my writing.

I turn off my computer, dead tired and as soon as I try to sleep I have words running around, dialogue and other things that, if they were polite, really should come to me while I am trying to write.

Today I am writing abut Mike and Danielle's first meeting. She's going to tell him about what happened when she walked into the white light.