I just submitted my clichétory. Now I twiddle my thumbs until the rejection arrives. (This isn't negative thinking, it's realistic thinking.) At least, I'll twiddle till November first and then start writing a novel. The story I'm going to write I actually started last December, but the plot has mutated since then and I can't use the 5000 words I wrote. I read it for review and, well, I must have been reading Jane Austen around the time I wrote it. Or someone who writes in long sentences.
The story hasn't changed so much that I can't lightly steal from the early version, but I'll have to rewrite it. That's not cheating in NaNoWriMo terms, I don't think.
I'm starting to get nervous about the almost total blank I'm drawing for the beginning of this story. Things had better fall together in the next five days. Or not. If I had an outline, I'd probably toss it out after the first day anyway.
164 words | October 26, 2005 08:07 PM | Writer's block