I will never ever claim to be a writer. I may write a thing here and there, but, a writer? Naw. I have neither the talent nor the time.
Last year I started the NanoWrite thing. 50,000 words in a month.
I, um, did not get anywhere near the 50,000, but I did actually finish a short story.
You wanna to read it?
Well, okay. I will post it here.
By the way. It is a true story.
It is called Heartwood.
And you are not allowed to laugh. Okay?
I am doing NaNoWriMo again this year and am hoping for 50K! So far I am at 22K. I am behind but not out yet. This years story has not turned out to be what I thought and so I am struggling to get back to it. But even if I want to rip my eyes out at the end of it I will have written 50K because I am determined.