Yes, I’ve put in my 50k words and blood and tears. There were nights I was afraid I wasn’t going to make it. There were days where I thought what I was writing was completely foolish. There were also a lot of conversations with my brother who kept poking the plot holes and then telling me that sci-fi just needs to be consistent. It may not make sense but it needs to consistently not make sense. I swear these past five days I’ve had 0 ideas to write about. I was so surprised when I finally ended the novel and discovered I still needed to write 4k more words. If I can do it, so can you, and I wrote a novel about telepathic cyborg squids.