This is what writing a novel is like for me. I’m banging on this great closed door, again and again, getting no answer for months and months. Meanwhile, I write drivel and do research and moan and groan. Finally the writing gods say, “You know, that one’s been flailing around for a long time. Let’s allow her in.” The doors open and I have to write day and night for weeks to catch up with the novel. I wish I could be one of those writers who just did a few pages a day and then polished at the end.

-Jean Kwok

(From a post on Jean’s Facebook page.)