Trust me. I’m the writer.

Originally posted: January 1st...ish?

Oh man. Okay, blogs. I can do this.

No, I can’t that’s an utter lie. This is just a blog to chronicle my attempts to get to one million words of writing this year. Because apparently, that’s when you become proficient at it. You know, according to some study someone did with a college degree. And a guy who wrote a book. And then those other people who write books who say the first million is complete crap. And there’s a 10,000 hour rule in there somewhere.

There’s a lot going on there. I briefly glanced at the Wikipedia.

It seems like a frightening number, but to help it seem less frightening, I made a handy little thermometer word count tracker for my wall. You know, like a fundraiser. Except instead of making one million dollars, I’m just writing one million words. Huh, boy that cool million would be real handy. Maybe it’s time to make a second thermometer…

anyway.

Oh, I’m a huge geek too. So in addition to randomly making as many Dr Who references I can, for no real reason. I’m also including Who fan-fiction in my writing! (well, and any other fan-fiction I write. I’m not limited in my geekiness.)

I know, I’m a crap person. Fan-fiction isn’t real writing, it’s dreck, you’re a fool! You’re wasting your time.

I get it. Your opinion has been voiced. Now shut up.

Look, it’s my one million goal, and I’m doing it the way I want. Nanowrimo says you can consider 50,000 words a novel. Do I think I have twenty original novels in me in a year? Jesus christ, I hope not, my head might god damn explode if I did. Do I think I have a few novels and a few ideas that can be applied to other universes? Sure. Otherwise this would be a pretty big waste of my time.

So here I am. Starting up on my goal of insanity one million words for the end of the year.

Allons-y!

I told you I’m a dork.