I DID IT! I wrote a “novel”! Hot-Diggity-DOG! (That’s what it’s called by the way, “Hotdog.”)
It is just plain terrible. If it got out I’d be institutionalized. At best, it would cause the reader to vomit. The end product is alarming.
BUT, the exercise of creating it – exhilarating! I can’t decide if I’ll take the revision / rewrite / tweak, tweak / power hose route on this baby to see if “Hotdog” really could be a real book … or if I’ll wait until next November to start the insanity all over again with a completely new idea.
Either way, who cares! I had so much fun.
A “writer” you know.
PS – No, you can not read it. I would not wish that on even the person who told me that I would like Alaska better than Hawaii (ah, hem. I do not.).