Yesterday was Day 1 of Nanowrimo and I completed my 1667 word target for the day. Not saying the words were strung together in a particularly cohesive manner but thus far I'm on target. Hopefully I'll hit my Day 2 target but I need to get out of the apartment and head down to the library if I'm to stand any chance of success.
One of the problems with having a fair bit of time on my hands (coupled with access to an excellent public library) is that I get to read some marvellous books which is inspirational in some ways and intimidating in all others. If I was reading rubbish crime novels I would be able to adopt the 'I could do that'
attitude but having just read a novel by Jess Waters and currently reading Child 44 by Tim Rob Smith, interspersed with browsing through The Best American Nonrequired Reading 2010 I'm (a) intimidated, (b) disheartened but also (c) enjoying some excellent writing.
I can't do that.
I'm going to see Four Lions with a talk by Chris Morris (satirist) tonight which is quite exciting so I'd better get cracking.
Extract from - Best American First Lines of Poems Published In 2009
No one will read to the end of a poem about butterflies.
Butterflies - Mike White
Best American Nonrequired Reading 2010.
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