It be end of Day One of NanoWRImo and what you think I got? Two thousand of my own words and fifteen thousand of someone else's I edited an' tore down an' built back up again from the ground floor page one. Lotta time I coulda been writin' but sometimes the work just got to get done and you the only one sittin' behind that keyboard starin' at All. Them. Words.
That's when you know it's for real, son. That's when you know you be livin' the Author Life. 'Cause writin' ain't easy, but those Great 'Merican novels ain't gonna write themselves. Straight up.
Word.
