Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

I have been writing for the last three years. The first year was just because I wanted to get my story down, so it still seemed like a hobby. However, I fell in love with it, so tons of research later on great writers, destroyed first drafts because I knew I sucked, and asking myself what the hell I thought I was doing, I finally decided to take it as a job and so the next two years consisted of me writing every single day, and working on various projects. I finished the third a few days ago and now have a monstrous stack of papers on my desk.

It’s paper porn; I look at it and tell myself that I’m not as lazy as I think, but unfortunately that joy only lasts for a few days before I have to put it away or start editing it because not…