It was a relief to finish Charlotte Had A Boyfriend. It was a lot more work than it may seem. For many weeks, writing it was my full-time job. Seriously. I've never worked this hard on a story before. Something changed in my approach. I'm not going to quantify or explain it, except to say that my writing method or strategy or technique has gotten more defined. Easier in many ways, but it takes longer.

I saw a quote recently, can't remember where, but it said that people expect the process of writing stories to get easier, but it doesn't. It gets harder.

I don't know if that's a rule or a law, but it has seemed that way for a while now.

Quite by accident (while looking to invent interesting but not-too-outlandish names) I came across the Delphic Maxims.

These are epigrams scribbled in antiquity on the walls of the Oracle. No one can be certain who did the scribbling.

Two friends of mine work in Hollywood. One is a writer, and when he first went out there, the word spread among our friends that a well-known detective show was using one of his scripts. We were all pretty excited. None of us had ever read a word he'd written, so we didn't know what to expect.

Then, as a kind of aside, we learned that very late in their schedule, the script the show MEANT to use suddenly developed problems and had to be withdrawn. They needed a replacement YESTERDAY, but the only script on hand was the one my friend has written.

When the problem is not a lack of ideas, but disinclination from writing, Pomodoro can help.

I'm pretty sure the word is not parody, but it's something like that.