alright, i'ma stop complaining now. sorry i've been so self-absorbed slash whiny slash imbecilically insecure.
1687 yesterday, about 1000 so far today. that puts me over 14,000. i'm at a point where i can see where i want to get to but i'm not sure how i'm going to get there yet. should be exciting. and by exciting i mean i'm going to write lots and lots of mundane dialogue. it's strange. i dislike first-person narrative, and i think dialogue is one of my biggest weaknesses, but this book has ended up being a first-person narrative that's at least half dialogue. i didn't mean for it to be this way. it just happened. i'm realizing for the first time what it means when an author says that the story dictated what they wrote. it's strange and surprising and even slightly magical seeming. i do kind of wish i was writing third-person description, though. ah well, this is all about breaking boundaries and stretching limits and jumping out of comfort zones, no? pardon the cliches, but i'm using all the creative juices i can muster for all that insanely banal dialogue i'm typing up.
is everyone else viciously sleep deprived and it's only tuesday, or is it just me?
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