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!