Irrespective of how good my novel is (and it really isn’t), I can’t help but feel that these accompanying posts are a little prosaic in nature.
Were I just completing the NaBloPoMo challenge on it’s own, I might have mixed things up a bit. Or more likely descended into posting endless haikus. As it is, I seem to be posting each day about the writing of a novel that is never going to see the light of day but beyond recapping my daily (and unimpressive) word count, I haven’t really been inclined to give a great deal of information about the content of the novel. Or even the genre.
So today I thought I’d share a bit more information about the plot.
But then I decided against the idea.
I’m nothing if not contrary.
Rest assured that it is about something though.
And there are definitely words. 8564 of them in fact.
392 of which were written today.