“Go Write Your Novel”

“Go write your novel.” That was the first thing E said to me this morning when I woke him by letting the alarm snooze and getting back into bed, and it’s also the last thing he said to me as I walked out the door.

It’s what social networking sites should say to me before I log in. It’s the ticker that should run at the bottom of the TV screen, no matter what channel I’m on: “…go write your novel, Nova, go write your novel…”

I just want E, and anyone else who may have concern, not to worry—I am writing the novel. I promise. I am well aware of the deadline. And you know, soon, writing the novel is pretty much all I’ll be doing. In fact, starting next month, I’ll soon be on a strict Internet diet during prime writing hours—and I’m hoping that being emailless and Twitterless for long chunks of time, and not answering my cell phone because at my writing spot you can’t use your cell phone at your desk or you could get kicked out, won’t make people worry that I got run over by a bus or something.

So, if you can’t reach me: I did not get run over by a bus. I’m just writing the novel. (Or I’m watching TV*.) How about you? Are you writing YOURS?

* Haha! Really, I’m writing the novel, I swear. I hope E doesn’t use this as an excuse to turn off the cable.

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7 responses to ““Go Write Your Novel””

  1. Well I WAS, up until about ten minutes ago when I decided I really needed to 1) wrap a birthday present and write a card, 2) get the vacuum cleaner out, 3) check facebook/twitter/your blog.
    Sigh. It was all going so well!


  2. I have committed to reducing my internet footprint. To, you know, write my novel.

    Then I got a new cell phone.

    A Blackberry, to be exact.

    And the thing has Twitter and Facebook and Google Chat all right there on the perfect screen….and I can get my E-mail too.

    Wait, what was I saying?


    • Part of me thinks getting a Blackberry could be a good idea for me… then I could remove my wifi card from my laptop and have no internet on it. Or is that sick and wrong? Can’t decide.


  3. I’m not. Not right now. I’m reading your rockin’ blog, so. And I will not feel bad about this! And I will get to my novel just as soon as I click submit comment… 🙂
    Happy writing, girl. You will rock it.


  4. The dogs have been walked, the last load of laundry is drying, and the yard will just have to stay an unmitigated tangle of weed-riot for another week. Which means that the entire rest of the day is for writing! Novel: it’s on!



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