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I might post once in a while. I'm not sure. I've written a "book." It's almost done. Maybe I should say that I've almost written a "book." Well, actually, it's over 50k words so I can almost call it a "novel," right? Isn't 50k the threshold?
I've almost written a "novel."
It's an account of what I can remember from the last few years. It's written in first person. I tried third person but wrote myself into a corner after only three pages. I've let a few friends look at the manuscript and all they give me are compliments like, "I loved it!" Or, "I couldn't put it down!" I'd wish they'd stop with all their kind words. I need people to tell me how "that part sucks," or "this part sucks," or ask me, "Man, do you really think you should tell everybody about that? Are you nuts?"
I used to barely post that much on a different forum for a while. Everybody was way too nice to each other. Some lady posted some of her stuff in the critiques section. The reviewers gave her some kind words. I read it - the first nine pages was a detailed description of her walk down a snow covered driveway to pick up the mail. It started - like most novels - with a description of the weather. Five hundred words about the current barometric pressure and what she thought about the wind chill. I think it was chillier than usual - if I recall. Luckily, for my sake, last night I was able to destroy the brain cells that contain her story with some Jameson. Actually, the Bacardi wiped out most of it - the Jameson was only used for insurance purposes. Anyway, I quit reading after the first five pages when it became clear that the protagonist wasn't going to slip, fall, bleed-out, and die - like I'd been hoping.
Am I too edgy for you guys too?
Thanks for reading!
-stephen
I've almost written a "novel."
It's an account of what I can remember from the last few years. It's written in first person. I tried third person but wrote myself into a corner after only three pages. I've let a few friends look at the manuscript and all they give me are compliments like, "I loved it!" Or, "I couldn't put it down!" I'd wish they'd stop with all their kind words. I need people to tell me how "that part sucks," or "this part sucks," or ask me, "Man, do you really think you should tell everybody about that? Are you nuts?"
I used to barely post that much on a different forum for a while. Everybody was way too nice to each other. Some lady posted some of her stuff in the critiques section. The reviewers gave her some kind words. I read it - the first nine pages was a detailed description of her walk down a snow covered driveway to pick up the mail. It started - like most novels - with a description of the weather. Five hundred words about the current barometric pressure and what she thought about the wind chill. I think it was chillier than usual - if I recall. Luckily, for my sake, last night I was able to destroy the brain cells that contain her story with some Jameson. Actually, the Bacardi wiped out most of it - the Jameson was only used for insurance purposes. Anyway, I quit reading after the first five pages when it became clear that the protagonist wasn't going to slip, fall, bleed-out, and die - like I'd been hoping.
Am I too edgy for you guys too?
Thanks for reading!
-stephen
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