In: Just write
3 Nov 2003It’s Day 3 and I have less than 600 words of my novel written. Not good. My plan was to write 2500 words a day for 20 days and be done with it, or at least have a built in cushion for the days when nothing comes. Well, those days are now and the cushion has yet to be built.
Also, I was planning to post the chapters here, but I changed my mind. Not that it’s going to be good enough to publish but just in case, I don’t want to screw up my chances. So there’s no real point in having a separate blog for it. Might as well do my whining right here where you can sympathize, commiserate or throw up your hands in disgust, whichever.
Meanwhile, I am feeling singularly uninspired.
I'm not really famous. In case you were wondering. But I tried. I once believed that fame makes you real - a perversion of "The Velveteen Rabbit" theme that love makes you real. Guess I equated fame with love. Sad. You can read more about that here.