by Shelt Garner
All systems are go for things to go really fast with this novel now. I still need to do a lot of reading and re-reading, but I’m well on my way to simply finishing a solid draft of A Novel. I’m a little insecure about how I haven’t done enough research or don’t know the motivation of my characters well enough, but the basic framework of A Novel is complete.
So, I really need to just shut up and write. I need to just get this thing done. I am well aware that I have written and talked way, way, way, way too much about this project but I’m 100% extroverted and have no one to talk to. So, lulz, you get this.
Anyway, I feel like I have something of a deadline so I need to throw myself at this work and try to get as much done as possible within the next month. It’s a huge challenge, but I like the idea of pulling off something that might seem impossible.
Of course, I have a planned five additional novels to work on, but that’s part of a very delusional dream on my part. But the key thing is — once I finish a sold second draft then I will definitely have the self confidence to think I can write five more novels in the same universe.
But, I’m not getting any younger. I need to hurry up. Even though I know I’m now old enough that if I should happen to get the success I feel I can, all the stories about being a big time novelist will be framed in the context of, “Jesus, this guy was old when he became famous.”