Thirty. Thousand. Words.
And all’s well.
A little like this
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Too many months have passed without self-indulgent writing, with no wordy rambling save skinny scratchings in a work-related notebook and the occasional sentence plugged into my phone’s orangey notes. Someone has left a whole watermelon on my doorstep. The eyes have been scratched out of a massive poster of Wil Anderson up the […]
Writing update
So I’ve finished a draft of sorts. The novel presently exists as novella. Possibly because I am, foremost, an editor and can’t help myself: I trim trim trim and there’s not much left. Three options from here: a) Leave it as a novella, and whack it through a couple more editorial passes b) […]
Fraud?
It will be the year of structure. I will make time to write, corral little chunks of hours. Things will be produced*. (*I will find an alternative to the passive voice to avoid that overexposed personal pronoun.) I have been guilty of calling myself a writer with little to back it up. Let’s be honest. […]