Everyone has those pie in the sky, one day dreams. We call them goals, we call them retirement plans, we call them what I'll do on Mat Leave. I made a ridiculous list of them, and one of them that has been weighing so heavily on me in the last few months is to write ten thousand words of fiction.
I write all the time. You read it here. You might read it there. Maybe you stalk me and read every single press release, media advisory, brochure, annual report, and ad I produce. I don't know how many thousands upon thousands of words I write in a year, but I'm betting it's way up there. But never, ever, ever have I been able to sit down and write ten thousand words of fiction (and no, I don't mean in one sitting, though that would be rad). Papers, reports, whatever, yes - but fiction? I can't bust past a thousand words, no matter what I do.
Yeah. So I set out to write ten thousand words of fiction. And every single bloody time I got started, I wrote and wrote and came up with a clever ending and voila! Seven hundred and eighty words. Nine-fourteen. Twelve hundred and three, once.
So I decided that this year, I was going to do it. This summer. Now. Summer never really arrived, and I didn't get down to writing as much as I wanted, but I got a good start.
And then, five short minutes ago, I was poking around on my hard drive, checking out old reports and projects I'd done in University.
A short story. A piece of detective fiction, actually. Written in 2005. In about three hours over two extra large non-fat hazlenut lattes at the Second Cup on 10th Street and 5th Avenue.
Ten thousand and fourty-six words long.
For years, I've been stumbling. Hitting my head against my desk. Wailing and moaning about OH GOD, I CAN'T. I SIMPLY CANNOT WRITE ANYTHING LONGER THAN A LONG BLOG POST! Woe! My dreams shall never come true!
And I'd done it already.
Damn it. Now what am I going to do with my life's only true, long-lasting ambition? I've got no more solid excuses.
And no. You can't read it. Because I used real-life people I know as the characters and I don't really want to share with you who I killed off. And how. You might get suspicious.
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