Today I celebrated a milestone that is meaningful only to me. You see, most of my novels are fairly short. This isn’t good for someone aiming to publish, especially as a 50,000 word novel is a short novel. Before this year, my longest book was my first 2009 novel, 73,006-word book about haunted floating pumpkins and the kid who carved them.
Until today. Today I passed that mark, and I passed it four days sooner than I did last year, which is an accomplishment. It’s probably not one to be crowned, as I’m not doing quite as much as I was last year, but it’s still noteworthy. The best part is that the story still isn’t finished yet; it should be finished in the next couple of days, though I find myself saying that every day.
Maybe the book will be finished tomorrow. Or the next day. Or the day after that. Or…
2 replies on “The longest thing I’ve ever written”
Congratulations! I know that novel length is not necessarily the only factor of success, but it sure does show how much work you’ve put into it. Good job!
A. Congrats.
B. What are the chances you could share some excerpts from your mentioned 2009 novel? Sounds pretty interesting.