Thoughts for Sunday

So I've been thinking about how I just finished a 4k essay for uni. There wasn't "actually" a word limit on it, but I guess the lecturer was expecting more like 3k, so... I've never over-written in my life (until now), I was always the one asking how I could POSSIBLY write 1500 for a lab report, that is INSANELY too many words. And this time I've had to CUT STUFF OUT., i.e. EDIT. Seriously.

I don't like the principle of editing. It's like choosing between your children, I mean, it's fascist. Okay, so maybe this paragraph is a bit fat and ugly, and doesn't do much for the essay overall, but who am I to say the paragraph is unworthy because of it? You know? In AmyLand, there is equal opportunity for all paragraphs, regardless of shape, size, beauty, and functional worth. In the Real World, those paragraphs that don't make the grade, don't make the final cut.

Ah, but Nanowrimo... Nanowrimo is awholenother writing game. Here, words - any and every - are inherently valuable because they exist. Doesn't matter if they're not perfect, or beautiful, or functional, or well-structured. They aren't loved because they're worthy, they're worthy because they're loved.

My novel is off to a great start - 5000 words this weekend. And I love each and every one of them.

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