| 8-11-15

Flick. I just told myself that was my last cigarette. It’s probably not the last time I’ll tell myself that. Life’s been a bit of a drag lately, but hopefully I can turn this ship around. I’m gonna go for a long time dream and start a freelance writing career. It’ll take a lot of concentration on my part, but I’m confident that I can put out a quality product. I’m taking to the habit of writing at least 1000 words a day, which I read somewhere was where Hemingway sometimes lingered at, so it should be enough. How does Stephen King write seven pages a day? They can’t be 8″ x 11.5″ in a twelve-point font. That or I’m slow.

I’m trying to go for it, but what about those who aren’t. I think this millennial generation has some real issues with finding direction. Even the kids with college degrees are struggling to find work. It’s a tough job market, at least as I’ve experienced it. I worry a lot for myself, even though I have a pretty solid resume. I am stunted by the fact I didn’t get my degree, a B.S. in Chemistry, but I’ll be taking out (even fucking more) student loans to finish it up in the next year or two.

So I’m working on a novel and two short stories right now. I’ve started logging my words and hours daily, to observe patterns. Hopefully I can get a finished product out there, My goal is to have the novel finished before the end of November. I call it an “environmental dystopia”.

Peace

–rNW

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