Well, I'm 375 words in. And I've already reached a stopping point - the end of an ill-advised prologue at the front of an ill-advised novel. No good can come of this. Except further artistic arrogance, of course. I guess that ain't all that bad.

I'm just adjusting myself to the whole LJ mentality. You know, the angst, the injokes, the presumption that the whole "blogging revolution" has as much to do with me chronicling the music I happen to be listening to while I chat online as it does with journalists using blogs to update a story minute-by-minute and write commentaries that at least ( Read more... )

Well, I'm here. NaNoWriMo finally got me to get a LiveJournal. Does this make me cool now? Am I finally cool?