Oct the Fourth
Journal, I’ve been at this for almost six and a half hours. I’ve written over 5,000 words today and I have 1 subchapter left of chapter Research, and I’m about to fuckin’ do it. It’s so good, so fuckin’ good, AH! At first I was a little meh about it, because I noticed I kept starting a lot of sentences with the same words and that annoys the living daylights out of me for some reason. I’ve never once noticed that in any of the books I’ve read (not that I’ve been looking for it) but now that it’s stood out to me in my own writing it absolutely infuriates me and I needed to take a breather and say this and AHH!
I wrote so much today, I can’t believe I’m still not done. I don’t think I’ve ever worked harder on something in my life. At first I was – and I still kind of am, to be honest – sure that my novel will end up being a novella, as in a short novel. According to the folks on the internet who classify such things, a novella is anywhere between, like, 20,000ish words and 40,000-50,000ish words, and a novel is 40,000-50,000ish words up into infinity, I guess. I’m going to approach the 30,000 mark today (if I don’t surpass it, which I might, depending on how long this palaver’s about to be, and I’m only on chapter 4 out of 9 (including the Exordium and Envoi, of course, and speaking of fancy words, I figured out a word for the appendix that isn’t “appendix”: Addendum. What’s fuckin’ with DAT?! OH, and by the way, I decided that I’m going to add in that little short story I mentioned a long while ago that I remember perfectly because I’ve been looking at it like every day but I still feel the need to mention because I’m writing a novel and I’m in storytelling mode and wow this is a long tangent I wonder how long it’s going to go on for until it breaks anyway so YEAH, I’m going to add it to the back of the book not because it’s connected to The Face of Fear or anything, not because it’s objectively good (although I like it quite a bit), but just because. This is my first novel, the first of many if ka spins in my favor, and assuming I’m going to get readers, I’d like to give them a little something extra. Like, it’s one thing to write a book, but it’s another thing to put something special at the end of said book. I think it is, at least, but what do I know? I’m just a hillbilly kid from the backwoods of New Jersey, my own townfolks don’t even like me) and I forget where I was before the tangent.
Right, so I’m on chapter 4 out of 9 and I’m about to breach 30,000 words, so like, as long as the next five chapters aren’t less than 2,000 words each (like, bitch, I’ve written subchapters longer than that; hell, I’ve written fuckin’ journal entries longer than that!) then I should be fine, it should be a proper novel and not a wimpy little novella.
I am so excited to give this to the world. I’m not in a rush to get it done, because I’m really enjoying myself, but I know the final product is going to be really special, if not to everybody than just to me. And Keaton and Carl, of course, because it’s The Hillside Commons. Ugh. So happy that I’m doing this. So, so very happy.
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Say thankya, Journal. ‘Preciate ya. Long days and pleasant nights~
Hello Commons, this has been the next journal entry from Untitled Bigfoot Project, a novel about a writer who writes a novel about bigfoot.
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