Dear friends and enemies who are eagerly awaiting the novel I'm writing that you just found out existed:
I had my doubts that this would work out; I usually come up with a big idea, start it, realize how much work it will be, and then give up. But I've reached ninety handwritten notebook pages, unmanageable numbers of notecards, and a pretty good idea of where the plot is going. I can't really post anything yet, because it's all in my illegible writing...but I'll probably type up a short extract again soon. Anyway, that's what I'm doing instead of writing mental health entries these days.
Hooray! Good job!
ReplyDeleteUm this one made me gut laugh today :) good show!
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