Now that I’ve completed a substantial portion of my fifth novel, I’m contemplating the option to quit with greater frequency and intensity.

Not forever—a year or so.

Why now? Why not wait?

Six books in (a short story collection too), I must wait. But for how much longer?

I’ll be twenty-six years old in 136 days. I want to write ten book before thirty, which is definitely manageable. Ten books will be an arsenal to polish and shine. Weapons of mass enlightenment.