If love is a battlefield, what is writing? A pain in the neck? A gift from God? A bologna sandwhich?
I don’t really know. One thing I do know is that writing a novel is very difficult. The good news is the more you do it the easier it gets. As long as you don’t give up. And as long as you don’t mind throwing away, or at least putting aside, the first few 100k words you write.
I also know that I’ve already written more words this month (13,637) than I’ve written in all the other months of this year combined. I got 2,000 or so words written yesterday, which doesn’t catch me up to where I need to be, but does get me on the right track.
As eveybody knows, Sesame Street is 40 years old. Here’s a clip I particularly enjoy. Elmo and Robert DiNero (for real).