I've never found complaining about something I have no control over to be a very effective strategy.
She'd finally gotten out of her pajamas -- which she'd been in all day, a luxury afforded to writers...
One downside to living in the moment, the future was just around the corner waiting to blindside you.
When she wrote like this she felt completely free. No restraints, no restrictions, just a wild happiness like catching lightning in a jar and illuminating the whole world for one vivid flash of inspiration.
As a dyed-in-the-wool introvert there was only so much human contact she could take in one day. Being with people drained her energy.
She'd fallen into her career completely by accident. She'd simply been lucky, but that was the way publishing worked. It was a bit like the lottery. Write a book, make it the best you can, send it out there, cross your fingers, and wish on a falling star.
To Sarah, small talk with strangers was right up there with root canals on her list of least favorite things.
Stephen King says writer's block is a myth. It's just fear.