20,285 to be precise. That’s what I hit this morning after 40 minutes on the computer getting my words done for the day.
I should be feeling really happy about this. Reaching 10,000 words was great. But here, at 20,000… all I can think of is:
Is there really any point to this story?
Yup, I’m wondering if everything I’ve written isn’t, in fact, total rubbish. Ha! Old habits die hard 🙂 And I’m also wondering… what’s the point of this… will it matter to me if no one else ever reads it? I don’t really know. I love to write, so possibly not, but it’d be nice to share. Sigh. Well, what else can I do at this point, but write some more?