Good books begin as bad drafts.
What a good reminder!
I should post this on our refrigerator.
- Me: Aw yeah! I have this really cool and interesting idea for a plot!
- Me: I'm going to write this shit out!
- Me: *sits down to start writing cool and interesting story*
- Me: What are words?
- Me: How do English?
a massively extended version of ruthlesscalculus’ post
Holy CRAP!!! This is awesome
Dorothy Parker’s telegram to her editor.
This are my thoughts at almost every deadline, but especially with this novel. The story is finally where I want it, but there are still so many rough edges I want to cry. I want every syllable to be brilliant.
Never have done such hard night and day work never have so wanted anything to be good and all I have is a pile of paper covered with wrong words.
David gets turned in tomorrow, wrong words and all.
(PS: Thank God for copyedits.)
Oddly comforting to know that I’m in pretty good company.
I’ve been so disconnected from everything lately and I need to find a way to plug back in.
First on the agenda? Finding the time to work my writing back into my daily routine. Now that we’re a one vehicle household I just can’t take off to the library or the park after work to write. Well, okay, I guess I could technically take off for the library after work but that would require schlepping myself and my gear across town to the library. On foot. We all know that’s not going to happen.
So I need a plan ‘B’. I’m all about the plan ‘B’. I believe plan B should include chocolate. And ice cream.