so i recently printed out a rough draft of the first half of the novel i'm working on, about 6 chapters so far. i was actually quite surprised at how substantial it was!! but mind you, i've been slaving away at these 6 chapters now for about 3 years. i don't even want to think about how long it might take to finish this book because i'll just start crying. however, i was filled with a sense of satisfaction until i started reading over it. i'm now busy tearing pages out, scribbling all over it, starting the whole revision process.
i was at a party over the past weekend (yes, i sometimes do manage to get out and talk to some adults, albeit rather distracted) and was talking to a veteran writer. when i told him my schedule for writing (uh, whenever i can get an hour during nap time), he sort of shook his head and looked at me like, you're never going to get that novel written. he writes almost every day and sets aside at least two days a week devoted exclusively to writing. "what can you write in an hour?"
still, i'll keep plugging away.
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