by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner
Something is giving me an uneasy feeling. I don’t know what it is, but I am suffering from a downlow case of the heebeegeebees. I feel like Something Big is about to happen, or maybe has happened and i just don’t know about.
This happens every once in a while and sometimes it’s nothing.
My fear is my subconscious mind has realized that the novel is just too long on an existential basis and I need to seriously work on a second tract novel that fits the sweet spot of 100,000 words.
I have a few scifi novel ideas that fit that bill that I can start to work on alongside the main thriller I’m working on. But, I don’t know. It could be something else. Maybe it’s really sinking in that it’s just taking me too damn long to get out of the first act of the second draft of the novel?
There are a lot of darker things I can think of that might be making me feel this way. Things that a lot more existential. Whatever it is, I would prefer to find out sooner rather than later.
