The thing is, I’ve been talking about writing a novel since I was eleven.

The thing is, I took a year off work and wrote a novel.  Call it my Villette.  It’s OK, but it’s not Jane Eyre.

The thing is, I’ve had these characters and settings and stories in my head for years and I keep noodling about them but not committing to writing them down.

The thing is, the way to write a good novel, is to write a bad novel first and then work on it.

So here’s what I’m going to do.  I’m going to write a thousand words – probably a thousand bad words (not BAD words, you understand – I’m not going to write a list of swearwords.  Just unfiltered words) every day.  I’m going to write a thousand unfiltered, unedited, uncareful bad words every day.  For 100 days.  So by the end of 100 days I will have a really really bad 100,000 word manuscript.

And then I can do some real work.

If I take the weekends off, I’ll be finished by September 15th.  Ready?  Go!