Writing Diaries: current project

I think I have maybe a dozen good stories in me.

I'm not going to be one of those prolific authors like Nora Roberts. I don't think quantity is going to be my thing.

I'm going to try this writing thing, but I'm also realistic. There's no way this is going to be a permanent thing. It'll be a small blip on the radar thing. I have so many other things I want to be. I refuse to invest so much of my life to one basket.

A.M. is the story that is being right now. It's kicking my ass. The few people who have read it say it's brilliant. That's ample praise. It needs some heavy editing, some incredible work to make it what I want it to be. It's not good enough for what I have planned.

The writing is good. It's raw. It scares the shit out of me when I type it out. I'm not pulling any punches. When certain people read this...well, I'm probably going to get blacklisted.

Or not. They don't call now anyway.

There's this quote about bleeding into the page. Goddamn. Yeah. That's how it feels. This is nonfiction writing but I'm gonna have to ease it back to fiction to make it palatable for the masses.

I feel alive writing it all down. The past and the future are meeting me at the same time. I can't type fast enough. I got so much to carve out to make it comprehensible.

If I die tomorrow, this is the story I want to be remembered for.