Problem A:
Every day, while at work, getting inspired for one or more persuasive, academic-style papers, outlining and writing them (with stunning, compelling prose) in my head, and then coming home, opening the word processor, and going, "...nah."
Problem B:
Taking a break from emailing myself my files as backup, and opening my manuscript up the next morning to find it irreparably damaged and a week's worth of edits completely gone.
Problem C:
Writing a random book post about my problems instead of rewriting those pesky edits.
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Verity's Book 2.0
RandomBecause I'm the worst at coming up with inventive titles... New random book. Mostly the same stuff. I'm a hectically busy girl adjusting to the perks of adulthood (buying your own personal block of cheese at the store, amirite?) and enthusing over t...
