The great leap forward
The novel is approaching its final stages. up to 75,000 words, with only back filling( sorry I mean characterisation!) to do. No ending as yet, put I want to leave that. Two reasons: not sure about where I'm at now, and, the fact its a reward for struggling through all that empty white paper. Staring at me. Mocking me to fill it up with something. I don't think I've got the balls to be a professional writer. I'm so full of doubts, and lazy. Even this blog never gets used enough. I feel as if... Sign in to see full entry.