I was bored last night. I don't know why I was bored, because I had a comic to illustrate, and I could easily have worked on a future blog post, an article for the paper, or some homework. But, nonetheless, I decided to do something stupid, instead. I've started a new novel.
For background purposes: I've written two novels before, and no you can't see them because both of them suck. The first one sucks a little bit, and the second one sucks a whole lot. I might get around to polishing up the first one eventually, but it's pretty derivative so I might not. The second one is going to stay locked in a file on my old mostly-broken laptop forever, a dark symbol of pretentious whining.
I got about 300 words into it last night, and posted a progress report on Twitter. I think I'll keep doing that. It seems like a nice way to keep track. I plan to discovery-write the whole thing, so I've only got a rough idea of the time frame and general character arc. It's about advertising in the 2030's.
Here's a roundup of my current commitments:
- I'm updating this blog every day through the month of September.
- I'm tweeting every day (@txwatson) through the month of September, now twice.
- I'm updating my comic, Bathetic, three times a week. and, now,
- I'm working on a book, every day, until the damn thing is finished.
Add to that school, looking for a job, and finding freelance work, and I don't think I have to worry much about being bored this semester.