There comes a point in your life when, if you aren’t doing what you want to be doing, you take a big leap and give it a go. Pretty much everyone does it in their 30’s, so why should I be any different.
With that in mind, about four weeks ago I quit my job and picked up “the novel”. Before I slog into what that means, let me preface this by stating that this blog, or this part of this blog, will be all about my experience along the way toward writing and publishing my first novel. If it is never sold, no one will ever see this. But if it is sold, then maybe a few other aspiring authors will stumble on this blog and learn a thing or two about the journey toward being a first-time published novelist.
So if anyone is reading it, let’s discuss my first step, which was quitting my job.
Do not do this.
Quitting your job is rash. You need money to eat. What I’m saying is, don’t quit. I was only able to quit after some sound financial planning, thirteen years of work, and securing the support of my very successful and very loving wife. Unless you are also married to my wife, or someone like her, do not quit.
Where was I?
Ah yes. Don’t quit. Thus ends lesson one. From here on out I will document the day to day (well, not every day) of writing a first draft. I’m already about 40000 words into my first draft, so you won’t get the blow-by-blow for EVERY word of my first draft of my first novel, but something still pretty close, and 40000 words less boring.
Here’s hoping this all amounts to something.
Technorati Tags: writing