Monkey With a Typewriter
"...Look at me. I worked myself up from nothing to a state of extreme poverty."
- Groucho Marx in Monkey Business, 1931
Tuesday, December 08, 2009
The First Draft
On December 31, 2006 I began work on a novel that I was sure would fly from my fingertips and pretty much write itself in a couple of months. Tonight...pretty much three years later, I got to write my two favorite words of the story: THE END!
This is what it feels like to finish a novel (especially the bit around 2 minutes until the end):
And, for those too lazy to google the lyrics:
Nobody shall sleep!...
Nobody shall sleep!
Even you, o Princess,
in your cold room,
watch the stars,
that tremble with love and with hope.
But my secret is hidden within me,
my name no one shall know...
On your mouth I will tell it when the light shines.
And my kiss will dissolve the silence that makes you mine!...
(No one will know his name and we must, alas, die.)
Vanish, o night!
Set, stars! Set, stars!
At dawn, I will win! I will win! I will win!
I haven't gotten to this point in quite some time, obviously, but I'm determined to be more writerly, and...you know. Write. So hopefully you'll be seeing a slew of updates this year about the progress I make selling this novel or at least getting an agent, as well as the work I'm doing on my next project (starting in late December/January). Alas, I must be a bit secretive about them at the moment, but in the new year, you'll be seeing a lot of changes to the site, with a lot more news about the books, and hopefully the beginning of something great...