The novel a day program continues... I've been using a VCR as an audio recorder back up since the dictation software is so far off from what I'm actually saying.

My throat is sore. My eyes are swollen. But my art must go on...

I've only clocked in about 246 double spaced pages for today. My original daily goal was 500 double spaced pages. I've only hit 438 pages in one day so far and that was day before yesterday.

Again, it's just about output right now, not quality. Something happens right when you fade out and realize you're just babbling that kind of takes over and it makes you feel that maybe you are saying something profound. It probably isn't profound, cause I can't go back and read them, so I can't really say if it's good or not... MUST GO FORWARD! Maybe it's like a runners high. My brain is trying to keep up with ideas and once the current pool of ideas are drained, it starts tapping in to something pure. Not necessarily good, but better than horrible. I think so anyway.

I wonder if I can keep this up all year? Let alone the rest of this month.