That last post sounded more bitter than I intended, and that made me feel kind of bad because the people I'm bitter with are almost certainly not the same people who will be reading my blog, meaning I just dumped all that annoyed rage of mine on you poor innocent souls. So I thought I'd post something happy to help cushion the blow.
Remember those times I mentioned that I'm working on a novel titled Sara Barton and the Argo? No? That's probably because you haven't read all the articles on this blog. Go read all of them right now. It's okay, I'll wait.
Are you back? Fantastic. So yes, I have been writing a novel. Well now it's done!
Sort of. It isn't available for purchase or even pre-order, and likely won't be for a number of years, and in actuality I've only just finished the first draft, but who cares? I have an actual, 78k word completed manuscript that I'm proud of, a state I haven't been in since... well shoot, since eighth grade, really.
This is really, really huge for me. I feel like I've broken through some kind of glass ceiling. Gotten my mojo back. I've proven to myself that I can do this. I can write a good original novel, start to finish, the whole shebang.
I'm thrilled.
The good news doesn't stop there. As I may or may not have mentioned, Sara Barton and the Argo is part of a larger shared universe of novels and serials that I have planned. While in the process of writing SB&A, I became inspired to finally iron out an actual plan for the shared universe beyond just existing, and as such have created a plan to keep me busy for at least nine more years.
So I've got a finished manuscript and a plan for another seventeen. I'm feeling good right now. Go me. And you know what? Go you. All of you, sitting at home reading this. Follow your dreams. Unless you dream of becoming a serial killer, in which case, follow these nice men who'll take great care of you.
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