Okay, writing about the dogs it is. Daily conversations with my dogs. Dear God help me. If I give Muttin a voice, she'll never shut up. But as soon as I hit 50,000 words, she's MUZZLED.
So now I need a title...
Readers?
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How about "It's about the Dogs, People."
Posted by: TC | Monday, October 30, 2006 at 11:18 AM
or just "Unmuzzled"
Posted by: Poogie | Monday, October 30, 2006 at 04:47 PM
Do you need to have a title before writing the novel? I find that titles creep up on me sometime in the middle of writing something. So I'd suggest, wait and look for it.
And, GOOD LUCK. In big, bold, pink letters, strewn with glitter. Actually, make that a neon, flashing sign like the one mounted on rooftops. I mean, 50,000 words is big, so you need big luck.
Posted by: Gosling | Tuesday, October 31, 2006 at 12:32 AM