A friend of mine, who is an EMT, says that people at restaurants choke more often than you’d imagine. According to him, the real danger isn’t choking, it’s the bathroom. Because the moment people get a chicken wing lodged in their throats, the do a curious thing: They use the last of their oxygen to politely remove themselves to the bathroom, far away from anyone who might be able to help Heimlich it out.
IF at any point you start having difficulty with your novel, the worst thing you can do is suffer silently. Complain in great detail to your support team and anyone else who will listen.
Curse your characters and their mothers. Crumple up this card and hurl it in the trash. Let the frustration out. You’ll be surprised at how much clearer your writing is after a good venting.


