Smitten: My Botched Attempt at a Novel
During the summer of 2006 (holy shit, has it really been that long ago?), I decided to write a novel. Unfortunately, I was only experienced with short stories, and I underestimated how much planning and pre-writing goes into the process. A couple of months into the novel I realized that I was already approaching a dead end. The story had no focus
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I just got my first review. Some cunt saying I need to work on "grammar concepts." I visited her profile, clicked on one of her stories, and noticed about ten grammatical errors in just the first paragraph. Needless to say, I'm going to enjoy reviewing her story--- or, rather, ripping her a new one. My story may have a lot of issues, but grammar isn't one of them.
Whenever you find a time to read my piece of shit, just make sure you lower your expectations. I usually tell girls that I have a two-inch penis. That way, when they see it's three inches, they're not as disappointed. I'm trying to do the same thing with my story. Nevertheless, I'm naked and handcuffed, waiting for you to flog me. Don't be afraid to leave welps.
I'm sad to hear that you haven't written in months. I was under the impression that you write almost constantly, cranking out 100,000 words in less than a month. Although I guess if you're working twelve hours a day then you're probably exhausted by the time you get home.
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