novel progress
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Sydney, 2000.11.15
Hmm, not many entries of late - days seem to slide by between entries! This weather is probably to blame. I've passed the hump in my story, and believe I'm on the last bit to actually completing the bare-bones telling of the story. I've passed the 50,000 word mark at this fourth attempt novel-writing. Not my windiest, but I believe it's the best stuff so far.