When I was 10, I sat down to write what I intended to be my first novel. Originally, it was titled “17 Years”, but then I changed it to be “12 Years” because I figured I’d be finished with it around age 12 and by then, I’d know what it was like to have lived for 12 years.
No. I realized after about 100 handwritten pages that it was a stupid idea. The next year, however, I started on a slightly less stupid novel that I finished four years later when I was 15. ☺️
When I was 10, I sat down to write what I intended to be my first novel. Originally, it was titled “17 Years”, but then I changed it to be “12 Years” because I figured I’d be finished with it around age 12 and by then, I’d know what it was like to have lived for 12 years.
Calvin’s got a fair argument here.
Well? Did you finish it?
No. I realized after about 100 handwritten pages that it was a stupid idea. The next year, however, I started on a slightly less stupid novel that I finished four years later when I was 15. ☺️