… et cetera. You get it.
I’m working on the novel again.
I know these posts aren’t really interesting from a reading perspective. Maybe they’re interesting from a process perspective, but lately, my process has just been… well… not writing. Mostly, these posts are for me, because maybe if I tell my small corner of the internet that I want to finish my novel, I will finish my novel.
This thing is 75,000 words long, I haven’t entirely written myself into a hole, and I can actually see the light at the end of the tunnel… So I should just finish it, right? Right.
I haven’t finished a book since graduate school. I would like to get back to the first, truest love of my life: fantasy literature. In fact, I think my mental health depends on it. And if we want to follow the romantic relationship metaphor, this particular book has always been “the one who got away” — because I’ve picked it up and put it down so many times now. This time will be the one that sticks.
I am going to try to use my new Chromebook this weekend to hammer out a couple thousand words and see what’s up. Today I am planning. Tomorrow I will write.
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