Despite the acting classes, I never did master the art of faking it

I am writing everything wrong. There is no marketable idea. I am not tapping into a trend. The length of the work will probably end up in that awful middle ground between too long and too short. I know this. I can't stop writing it. There is always, of course, the risk that the actual work isn't written very well. But the reality is, even if I became a master of spelling, grammar and syntax, this story will probably end up joining the infamous drawer. In the end, there is always the option of a good bottle (or two) of...