I feel, sadly, that I've taken down entire rain forests trying to write a particular novel. Which doesn't stop me from trying again. I began the latest effort on January 1. I used that New Year Resolution infrastructure of trying to write every single day on the novel, even if it's just a few words. And, indeed, sometimes it was just a few words for that day but, so far, have hit the daily mark. Today I was delighted to discover the manuscript at 76 pages. It's still fragile, but I'm pausing to have an ever-so-brief moment of celebration for fortitude:
The other infrastructure? Each daily entry begins with "Once upon a time ..."