I am in here.
Just like Balzac, here I am right after midnight, still writing away. Of course, Balzac had his own pot of coffee to keep him awake until dawn. I do not. I suppose I could, but it doesn’t sound appealing. Also, he was a much better writer than me. The house is quiet, and only the … Continue reading In the middle of the night
Forty thousand words into my NaNoWriMo novel! I so rock. 😀
So around two o’clock this morning, I not only hit, but passed (by a little tiny bit) 30,000 words. This is why I slept very late, and after I was awake, continued to pretend I was still asleep. That damn chunk of words is starting to come together after all. And there you have it: … Continue reading Thirty thousand
What not to do during NaNoWriMo: read Proust (Swann’s Way, for the third attempt). Okay, if you insist on doing this anyway — and what is advice for, other than to be ignored? — at least try to keep yourself from the delusion that anyone out there, anyone at all, is expecting you to be … Continue reading What not to do during NaNoWriMo
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