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This will be my last novel post in this journal. Another post is soon to come, detailing why.
( Last call, folks. )
( Last call, folks. )
Nov. 17th, 2003
Okay, explanation time.
Nov. 17th, 2003 02:31 pmPut bluntly? I'm giving up on National Novel Writing Month.
...Note that I'm not giving up on the novel. I'm thinking, instead, that I will continue working on it, WITHOUT word count being the main driving creative force. Without a time limit. It will be online, in some form or another... (Hey![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jaeix, uhm. Want to help? I know you're busy and all, but you ARE the Uber Web Goddess Of Doom, nobody I'd trust more to put up a Nifty Book Site.)
Just... well, I'm tired. I managed to dehydrate myself seriously this morning, woke up in a loopy daze and smeared peanut butter on my hand before realizing what I'd done. ...which makes it sound as if I hopped right on out of bed and started slinging peanut butter around. I was making a breakfast sandwich, if you're concerned. (God damn body chemistry. "I need food!" "I need water!" "I need to sleep!" ... What I really need is a SOLAR PANEL attached to my FOREHEAD. Or maybe I could be a brain in a jar, or a disembodied head. I'd like to be a disembodied head.)
Anyway. It's drawing all my energy and making me feel guilty for having fun. (Because I'm behind schedule of course.) It's stressing me out and making me tired and snappy. I do not want this. This is a Bad Thing. So, I'm no longer involved in National Novel Writing Month.
Aside from that... I am glad I started this project, and I'm hoping I'll be able to finish it. But NOT within a month.
We return you to Normal Journal Service.
...Note that I'm not giving up on the novel. I'm thinking, instead, that I will continue working on it, WITHOUT word count being the main driving creative force. Without a time limit. It will be online, in some form or another... (Hey
jaeix, uhm. Want to help? I know you're busy and all, but you ARE the Uber Web Goddess Of Doom, nobody I'd trust more to put up a Nifty Book Site.) Just... well, I'm tired. I managed to dehydrate myself seriously this morning, woke up in a loopy daze and smeared peanut butter on my hand before realizing what I'd done. ...which makes it sound as if I hopped right on out of bed and started slinging peanut butter around. I was making a breakfast sandwich, if you're concerned. (God damn body chemistry. "I need food!" "I need water!" "I need to sleep!" ... What I really need is a SOLAR PANEL attached to my FOREHEAD. Or maybe I could be a brain in a jar, or a disembodied head. I'd like to be a disembodied head.)
Anyway. It's drawing all my energy and making me feel guilty for having fun. (Because I'm behind schedule of course.) It's stressing me out and making me tired and snappy. I do not want this. This is a Bad Thing. So, I'm no longer involved in National Novel Writing Month.
Aside from that... I am glad I started this project, and I'm hoping I'll be able to finish it. But NOT within a month.
We return you to Normal Journal Service.
