I made it a goal this semester to complete a full first draft of my manuscript for the novel. I started the semester with about fifty pages of material. Decided to write ten pages a week.
Currently, I have about 160 novel pages total. I’ve stuck to this 10-page-a-week goal so far; there are four weeks left to the semester.
I am not ashamed to say I struggle with sadness. And need reminding that I can still make things.
2015 has been kind: January in San Francisco, March in New Orleans, April in Minneapolis. And the novel, though it feels like a mess, is at least a mess with some kindly discernible edges.