What is that number, you ask?
That is the number of words I’ve written on my current WIP (that is the documented number, the actual number is probably well over 200,000). No, I don’t have one huge novel. I don’t even have a complete novel. That is the number of words I’ve written over the last 2 years and 7 months on many, many versions of the same story. The amount is equivalent to two novels. So, I’ve written two whole books just get to the half way point of what should be my final version of this story.
One one hand it utterly depresses me that I’ve written so much on one (incomplete) story. On the other hand, during those 2 years and 7 months I went through an emotional pregnancy then the birth and baby stages of my son who turns two this month. I’m actually pretty impressed I got so much done with all that going on. But the fact still is, I should be done by now. I’m giving myself one month to get it done. One month! No excuses! My poor characters deserve their happy ending!
