Regular readers of this blog may recall that today is the anniversary of my first fiction sale. 46 years ago today, on December 27, 1976, I became a professional fictioneer. I told the story here, in the first year of the blog, and I can't sum it up better, so if you haven't read about how I broke into this business, you can check out that post if you're of a mind to. Almost half a century later, I'm still at it and intend to keep going for a while yet. I think 500 books is out of reach (I just started novel #414) but I ought to be able to make it to a full 50 years as a professional writer.
In related news, there will be no "A Million Words and Counting" post this year. As I've threatened for a long time, I slowed down some this year (not entirely voluntarily) and will finish with about 900,000 words. So the streak comes to an end after 17 consecutive years. I'm fine with that.
My sincere thanks to everyone who's helped make it possible for me to keep spinning yarns all these years.
3 comments:
Slowing Down to 900K...some years, it seems like 900 actual words would've been a good year over here. Congratulations, and continued success to both you and Livia, and yours!
I'm thinking 750,000 words would be a good pace for this year, slowing down gradually to around half a million. I still have quite a few books I want to write.
For 2023, I mean. Not quite there yet.
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