I heard you should never tell anyone you’re writing a novel...
This November I’ve done just that and I’ve also admitted I’m trying to achieve it in four weeks.
Small talk for me now consists of the following:
“How’s the book going?”
“What happened to that other book you were writing?”
“Cough, cough, shuffle, shuffle”
It’s ok; I’ve spent so many hours writing I haven’t left the house often enough for the difficult conversations to get me down. And although I joke, my own personal cheerleading squad of family and friends does keep me motivated.
It also helps me stay in denial about what happens when I hit 50,000 words. Because 50,000 words does not a novel make. It’s not even a complete first draft. Once I’ve finished handing myself the ‘well done’ stickers, I need to get back on the laptop and write the other 20 – 50%. And after I’ve awarded myself the ‘you tried hard’ sticker, I need to take …