I had my writing group last night and as always it was a fun evening. We have been meeting monthly for nearly six years now, and I love the camaraderie. The food's great too, and the writing is none too shabby. It's always a thrill to see what my friends bring.
As for myself, well, I struggle lately. Eighteen months ago I started something, a little story which will probably end up as my third unfinished novel. I've written a bit for almost every meeting since then, and I have perhaps 5000 words. Last night was definitely the least I've ever composed, one paragraph of perhaps 125 words.
I liked it though; it was a fine paragraph indeed.
And... at this rate? I'll have some kind of something in about 10 years. Stay tuned.
In the meantime, kudos to my friend, Mike, whose first novel was published yesterday!
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