this and that, but in the end only this.

I haven't had a good official catch up on life and thoughts posting in a while. So let's remedy the situation. I'll write, you catch up.

Today I started my first novel. Have you ever sat back in your chair and thought how hard it would be to write a novel? Well while sitting back in my chair today, I was thinking how hard it would be to write a novel. This is of course after I decided to write a novel today in a fit of inspiration. Or was it boredom? I think it was the first. It was only two paragraphs in that I found myself doing the leaning back and thinking bit.

Anyways, in case you care, I won't be sharing here what my novel is about because I recently heard that good novelists don't talk about what they are writing while they are writing it. If that's all it takes than I'm going to try and keep my mouth shut and wait till I ride the NY Times bestseller list all the way to the top.

Needless to say I sat up, pushed on, stopped thinking such thoughts and kept writing. And a while later found myself two pages into it. I felt it was a good days work. I figure a good first novel should be about 212 pages. It has a good feel to it. Anything less that the 2 century mark for a first novel gives the impression that you've not got milage as an author. Or you write children's literature. As I am not writing children's literature I need to break that mark. To continue past the 250s gives the impression you are a rambler. As I am not rambling I decided 212 pages to be the length of my first novel.

So if I did two pages of writing, and I factor in a good revising and editing, than I probably have a good page and a quarter of material. That means that 169.6 days from now I should reach my target of 212 pages. That is if I work everyday. If someone wants to figure out what day lies 169.6 days into the future, they would be welcome. With my strong point being english, I won't attempt math on that kind of level.

Two pages in I have also realized that I don't know exactly where this book is going. Or headed. Nor where it will finish. Not having written something of this caliber before I don't know if this is good or bad. Maybe if there are experienced authors reading this, they could give me some pointers. Until then I guess I'll see where it takes me.

Having written about the beginnings of my novel on here, I now realize that there is a certain amount of pressure not to let it fall to the roadside. People may ask me down the road how the novel is coming along, and I might have to say that I am four and three quarter pages into it. That would be a bit embarrasing and would maybe tempt me to lie and say my hard drive froze. However I prefer not to lie and so would probably just ignore the question. That is just if I have let it fall by the wayside.

I am not sure I am going to write about the rest of life right like I mentioned in paragraph one. I feel like the kickoff of my novel dominated my day, and it would be hard work thinking about what else is happening in life. When it comes back to me I may decide to do another post. Until then, enjoy the thought of sunshine.