so here we are, three days in
November 3, 2003
yes, we have come to that point already.
2000 words a day is harder than it sounds. especially when you decide 4140 words in that your idea is fundamentally flawed because it is based too much on your own life. not that my life is fundamentally flawed, mind you, just that it isn’t that exciting. or maybe it’s just that I haven’t honed my fiction-writing skills enough yet. or maybe I’m too scared to dig too deeply into my own experience and slap it out on a platter for everyone to see.
we need some action, some adventure, some chaos!!
It might be time for the first accidental death. or maybe the gnomes will start to appear in the carpet patterns. I’m sure rampant psychosis would be fun to write about….
