Out on a Limb

Okay, I've had a hard time getting back to work on 'Crash'.

So, in an attempt to motivate myself, I have hooked up with Number One Guy Friend, who as far back as January promised to read the finished work and give me his honest opinion.

The novel isn't finished yet. But I've sent him the first part (it now falls in three parts - it's the third I can't seem to finish), and am awaiting some constructive criticism.

Just doing it - actually showing something I've written to someone I know in real life - is a major step for me.

And because there's no such thing as a free lunch I have promised to read his Greatest Novel Of Our Time (still under construction - like mine) in return. He sent me the first chapter last night. I laughed my backside off several times. It's good. It's funny. It does the job of getting me curious about what will happen next. It makes me wonder if my own work is any good, really.

Aw hell, I don't want to think like that.

Instead I'll just keep writing. I'm doing it for the fun and challenge of it, after all. If anyone actually likes reading it that's an added bonus.

I'm doing it for me, when all is said and done.