Monday, December 04, 2006

I've Become A Writing Machine

I've gotten so used to writing everyday that now I can't stop. I don't really have much to say this morning, but I'm compelled to type none the less. I do have this to report, though: My novel is up to 28 pages. So, I've got that going for me.

Thanks, Nablopomo, for forcing me to write, when I have nothing to say.


  1. "You start a conversation
    you can't even finish it.
    You're talkin' a lot,
    but you're not sayin' anything.
    When I have nothing to say,
    my lips are sealed.
    Say something once,
    why say it again?"

    ---Talking Heads
    "Psycho Killer"

    I really had nothing else to say meself...

  2. Good for you! I can't wait to read the last three pages!

  3. Keep it up, girl! I want one of the first copies!

  4. You folks will be the first to see it, of course.

    I'm trying to discipline myself to write at least three pages a day. I wrote none yesterday, but today is a new day. Hopefully, I can prise Doc away from the laptop long enough to get some lines in. NaBloPoMO has infected him as well. Not that I'm complaining...