Joseph Conrad said that writing was like trying to paint with the Devil jogging your elbow all the time. This is one of those days.
And when I finish these page proofs, I have to get cracking on Undertow. It's a good thing I'm really not fit for doing anything else with my life, or I'd quit writing now and save the world the pain.
That's the problem with Undertow, really. I don't believe in it yet as a story that has to be told, so the suck monkeys are winning.
Stupid suck monkeys.