That’s how many words I’ve written so far. 342,176.
There’s a saying that you might hear tossed around every now and again that goes like this:
“Write a million words–the very best that you can write–then crumple them up and throw them in the garbage. Now, with those first million behind you, you are ready to begin to write.”
It’s said different ways and attributed to different people (David Eddings, Jerry Pournelle, Ray Bradbury or John D. McDonald), but the idea stays the same.
I don’t know if it’s true or not. I could imagine some people being talented long before they hit a million words. Others, I’m sure, reach that milestone and still struggle to make their prose enjoyable.
Well, my wife and I have decided to try an experiment and chase a dream.
I’ve always wanted to be an author.
Actually, allow me to rephrase that: I’ve always wanted to be a successful author. I’ve wanted to be other things as well, but always in addition to being a successful author. It’s a wish that I believe many people have–to share their ideas and have others pay money to read them, money that could have been spent on donuts or movie tickets or a plethora of other goods.
We’ve chosen to go after that goal and see how far we can make it. If, once we’ve hit a million words (or gone a bit past it), it seems like we’ve run our course, then we’ll know that we gave it an honest effort, and we’ll be satisfied knowing that we dared.
So, if you care to, you can join us in our undertaking. I’ll be writing here every so often, sharing some of the things I’ve learned about writing, some of the other things going on in my life, and whatever else might seem post-worthy on my way to my first million words.
Current Count: 342,503