I was always kind of waiting for this to happen. The doubt has turned up.
It’s the final day of my week off and the words count stands at 15,000. My hope of getting to 20,000 by the end of May seems unlikely. Perhaps I shouldn’t worry too much, it’s not as if I have a publisher breathing down my neck on this. It does however feel a little gutting that I didn’t make it.
Also, I’m asking myself a lot of questions whilst away from my keyboard.
‘Can this story really last for an entire book?’.
‘Are you burning through the good stuff too early?’.
“Is it actually any good?’.