Well, I'm slowly chipping away at the narration for The Prisoner Of NaNoWriMo, so that's good, but I'm such a terrible reader, it's slow. I have mild dyslexia, and cannot read a page, even one I wrote, corrected, and just tried to narrate 30 seconds ago, without hesitation and re-does. As a result, I edit a lot. But, I like the escargot, move forward.
I listened to Bryan and Abbie's new podcast, Fullcast Podcast today, Episode one. Very nice, and a must for all but the most expert of podcast novelists (Nathan Lowell need not apply), whether you solo read or add actors.
Like most writers, as I've said too often before, I do miss the writing itself, the creative force. But, what good is writing a novel if you don't go to the significant effort of getting it out in the world, for others to read and hopefully enjoy? It's not narcissism on my part, just that and artist needs to be experienced, or they are not validated, and hence it ain't art.
I think I'll do 1 or 2 more nice PB.com reviews, and then take a whack at a good review of a lousy book. No death threats or hate mail please.
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