Well, it’s November 18 and my experiment appears to be done. After writing as often as I could the past 18 days, I have finished my 18th novel.
Ok, that’s just cool. 18 & 18.
With 71040 words, I have completed the first draft of my 18th novel.
I am very glad I did this experiment.
Has this experiment conquered all that ails me? Nope.
Did I think it would? Nope.
Has it taught me something? Several things. And that’s what counts.
That and the fact that I have 18 books finished.
Holy crap.
