November 27, 2001
Not a lot done tonight,
Not a lot done tonight, but I'm still ahead of the game. At this rate, I think I'll finish on Thursday. Well, finish as in reach 50K.
Natalie Goldberg to the rescue:
Natalie Goldberg to the rescue: "Anything we fully do is an alone journey. No matter how happy your friends may be for you, how much they support you, you can't expect anyone to match the intensity of your emotions or to completely understand what you went through. This is not sour grapes. You are alone when you write a book. Accept that and take in any love and support that is given to you, but don't have expectations of how it is supposed to be."
I do love my friends, new and old, writing and non-writing, NaNo-ing and non-NaNo-ing. Y'all are a patient bunch and I appreciate every scrap of good feeling that's come my way this month.
I got email from a
I got email from a friend this morning gently pointing out that I've been a self-absorbed brat all month. And he's right, I have. I've acted as if this book is not only the most important thing in my world, but in the world, and frankly I'm surprised that my non-Nano friends haven't kicked me in the teeth before now. I made the mistake of thinking that absolutely everybody gave a shit whether I wrote a novel or not. Now I feel a little at sea, recognizing the truth.
I feel like I owe an enormous apology to anyone who knows me. Suddenly whether or not I reach 50,000 by Friday doesn't seem to matter nearly as much as whether or not I'll still have some of my friends by then as well. I'm sorry, guys.
