Tuesday, November 29, 2005
I did it gang. Fifty thousand words in thirty days.
I'm not surprised that I wrote 50,000 words in 30 days. I'm surprised that I wrote what I think is a pretty good story. I've written over a thousand poems and recorded about 60 songs as anyone who's seen my website can attest, so I can churn out the bullshit, no doubt about it, but I think this is something special.
It really only took about ten spurts (mostly nights between the hours of 10pM and 2AM) and about 120 beers to produce. I just started writing to see what would come out. To my surprise, reading back, it's actually pretty engaging. I was pretty unsure of things in the beginning. I had no clue what it was about or where it was going. I'm pleased to report that I'm happy with the end result. There's plenty editing to be done for sure but but I actually wrote more than I needed and that was the whole point really. Now I have a fifty thousand word novel to work on.
That's a whole king hell fuck of a lot better than "Gee, I'd like to write a novel someday."
Now comes the hard part: Selling this bitch. I'm going to get an agent and start shilling this thing to the publishing houses and see if I can make it fly. The hard copy is in the mail to the library of congress with the form and the fee to secure the copyright so I can send out advance copies to my favorite bloggy peeps if you ask me nicely and provide an email address.
Much love to you my bloggy peeps. You got me through it and for that I thank you all profusely.