Home again

After a wonderful two weeks in North Carolina, I’m back home and trying to re-acclimate to the Real World. It was absolute heaven — no cell phone, no cooking, cleaning or responsibilities other than to sit in a rocking chair and write.
And write I did, for 8 hours a day. I rewrote the first third of my novel, and added 40 new pages. I read publicly from that new material every night and conquered a lot of my fear, even though some people misinterpreted my fiction as essay. (Given that I was writing about my protag’s manic sex addiction, that was unsettling, to say the least.) The positive response I got gave me a burst of energy, and left me feeling good about what I was doing. And about myself.
So now the challenge is to keep the momentum going. I’m determined to finish the manuscript by the first of the year and get it out in submission by March. I’ve finished novels before, and I can finish this one – 10 pages a week is all it will take.
I’m a writer. And I’m going to prove it.
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Welcome back, writer! Ahistoricality(Quote)
Go for it! Sounds like it was a lovely time. Stephen Leigh(Quote)