Fifty-one percent, biatch!

Paper StacksToday I reached the halfway mark on the second draft of my novel. 132 of 263 pages.  There was an earlier brief period where I’m like, “Oh my God, this novel really sucks.”  But I continued on, and now I’m like, “This novel f**king rocks!”  But as Annie Dillard likes to say, you have to throw both of these thoughts away.  You are not God.  You are not shit.  You are somewhere pleasantly in the middle.