NaNovember

Nov 18, 2010 16:15

 I'm almost dying. Seriously. 
The problem is not that I'm writing a book, or having a lot of things to do in the University and extra-courses. Even if I had only university classes I would be like this. Almost dead. I want to explode. I want VACATIONS...
Is it? Isn't it the problem?

Okay, it CAN be the book. I've never put such an effort in something. I never wrote more than twenty pages of the same story before, and now I have almost one hundred. One hundred. The hell I imagined myself writing like this. The hell I imagined myself having one hundred pages written in eighteen days. 
However, I feel great. I feel powerful. Not everybody do things like this. It may be just a lame first draft but I'm really enjoying it... And it may be the problem. I'm enjoying it too much. I'm too excited about this fictional story totally written by me (with some external help, but still totally written by me), and the excitement doesn't allow me to sleep as much as I need. 
Does it happen with you guys? 
I'm looking forward to finish my book. And then, I can rest in peace. But don't worry, it'll be healthy resting. 
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