I am finished reading my friend’s manuscript. All I can say here is, “Wow.” I was impressed over and over by the deft plot, rich characters, and the way it all meshed. She has truly created an intricate alternate reality.

One reason I don’t write fiction is that I am simply terrified and immobilized by the prospect of creating something from nothing. I’m intrigued by it, and I’m glad others do it, but real life feels full enough to write about. It takes enormous energy to write fiction, especially a novel. So this leads to the question: why in hell did I sign up for NaNoWriMo? I think it’s a “join the crowd” thing. I don’t have any plans, as yet, of writing. But trying counts, yes?

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2 Comments on “Finished”

  1. Shirl Says:

    Absolutely trying counts! Glad you joined the throng!

  2. Tiffany Says:

    Hell, yeah, trying counts! I’m in the same boat! I say, let’s just have fun and see what happens. Sure it’s scary, but what do we have to lose? Not trying? Bah! It’s you and me (and all the others), babe! I love you! 🙂