I say that mainly because it took me so long to get back in the swing of things. I had to stop writing daily and go back to the notes I'd made from my how-to books. I had to go back to relying on my word-count to see how much work I'd completed each day. It's like I'd forgotten a lot of the things I'd thought I'd learned.
What's that old Nike commercial? Use it or lose it. A body in motion, stays in motion?
Bewitchments is coming along and I think it's about half-way done. At least for the first draft, but we all know how that goes. The hero of Bewitchments, Trevor, is a lot more complex than I first thought,the man I had first scribbled out in my notes and scene lists. Sexy, smart and, ohmigod, suave as hell, he's been a challenge to write. But, as Jazz has reminded me, I seem to get to the middle of each book when my hero gives me fits. And, yes, Trevor is giving me fits.
It's true. And, dammit, she's right. *insert right-footed stomp here*
When it gets to be too much, I turn to Jax and Lacey, the other story I told you about. Does it get confusing having two stories going at the same time? Kind of. But each are so different, with such different voices, that working between the two seems to help take my mind of my 'fits' and yet fulfills my need to write.
I find I'm missing my girls as well. Before HH2 was published, I was talking with them almost daily and they were always at the other end of a quick email. I miss them and that daily contact. Love you, ladies! Mu-ah with a hug to each of you.
But it's you, dear readers, that really keep me going. Your emails are amazing and more times than not, keep me giggling and pushing myself to PAOCAFTK each morning.
That'd be, "Put a$$ on chair and fingers to keyboard".
It's the story that drives me, but YOU reading those stories I've concocted on my laptop perched on a TV tray keeps me sitting down to write daily.
Thanks, as always, for the opportunity.
Thank you for reading, commenting, rating and emailing.
Your support means the world to me.
Oh, and to RK in Scotland or is it the Philippines in this fantasy? The pic was taken by my Jazz at the end of our visit in April. Smiling while thinking, which you know I love to do...especially when it comes to you. Smiling and waving from a not-yet-too-hot-to-be-believed Arizona afternoon,