That’s got to be the thing for me. I always try to write the novel that I think OTHER people will want to read. But it should be the novel I want to read, that doesn’t exist yet, because the only person it can come from is me.
I shouldn’t wait for NaNoWriMo to do this. And I shouldn’t suppress my randomities, because that is my favourite way to write. Just because most books don’t consist of very random things. I mean, pff, am I trying to be fake or something?
Look! A marzipan river!
Know what I mean?
I want to bare my own soul, and love the outcome. Perhaps I will publish it, but… that isn’t the goal here!