Jumping the Gun

stockvault-track190454I jump the gun.

Grotesquely.

Delinquently.

Illegally in some Southern states.

I get a couple of characters in my head, grind out a general plot, obsess over a setting and then jump the starter’s gun. While most writers are still in their starter’s blocks working on the all-important opening scene, I’m 50 yards down the track, unattractively winded and face-planting in the climax.

This must stop now.

Now.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe

Post-note: Uh, yeah. We’ll see how this goes. I already feel a face-plant coming.

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