In the last two days since the last post, I have written 2000 words. I think maybe all I needed was to publicly shame myself. Even if only four people are reading this. Spring Break in a week and a half. By the end of Spring Break, I will have finished my first draft of my second novel.
There. I said it.
I’ve been thinking a lot about why I was in a writing slump, and I think it’s because the stuff I’m writing is really bleak at the moment. Which is weird, because bleak is kind of my stock and trade. I wallow in it. I prefer those kinds of stories to read, watch and, yes, write.
So why then?
This is the first time I’ve delved into the misery in the long form. All of my bleak stuff has been in short story format thus far. I’ve been putting these characters through shit for so long now, that perhaps I’m beginning to resent myself for doing it.
And so…I will continue.
Those poor bastards.
There’s not much else going on. School’s been crazy busy, but for the past two days I’ve really just been listening to tunes and setting up my classroom. It’ll look good when it’s done. I’ll post pictures.
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