Smashed

It may not be completely disintegrated, but what I’ve done is as good as that - maybe better, circumstances considered.

I’ve made a sizeable chink in The Block.

Two weeks ago I was hovering around 25,000 words, the most of which were unlinked and untenable. I’ve spent two weeks hunched over my laptop, going through my rough drafts and notes and trying to put the puzzle back together, dumping what needed to be dumped and salvaging the scant few nuggets I could find in the shit. Today I smashed through the forty thousand word barrier. It’s not much, forty thousand words, not really, not in the grand scheme of things . . . But for someone who was ready to quit a couple of weeks ago? For someone who’s never before managed to pull her story together long enough to get it down on paper? It’s almost as good as completing the goddamn book.

Almost.

Posted on 26th November, 2007 at 10:17 pm |

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