Well, today I ground out 2,000 words in my novel; me and Stephen King.
That’s how many words he writes EVERY day. It’s a goal for him that he usually hits, but one that I do not attain very often.
So, here is my interlude:
Damn . . .
Damn, damn, damn . . .
Writing a book is hard work, just like painting a picture, or creating ANYTHING.
If it is worth attempting, it merits following through. The story is good . . . but am I good enough for the story? We’ll see in the end. I will finish it – it will have a beginning, a middle, and an end.
My own little world, where the characters act just like I want them to.
Fiction is a gas . . . even though it is hard; for me, anyway. Into the eighth chapter, approaching 37,000 words.
I am updating my completion time to July instead of October/ November. Wish me luck!
Many Blessings To All…