Time flies when I’m writing
Wow, I’m so close I can taste it. I see more and more light at the end of the tunnel. I can see the ribbon at the finish line….wait, that’s a real jumble of metaphors.
This blog isn’t about updating my writing projects, so I do appreciate everyone’s patience when I’m working on a rough draft. Lillian’s story is almost ready to be assembled and checked for continuity (and there will be a lot of that going on).
I hope to finish the rough by the end of the week (and I am soooo glad this is a YA and not a 120k fantasy epic. It’s been quite manageable). And then, on August 21, I will go to bed around 9 pm and wake up sometime before Monday at 3:30 a.m. Me and my cat; hubby fends for himself.
Lots of creative output, 70 hour work weeks (why do these things always happen when I have crew members on vacations?), and far too many parenthetical statements make me one tired writer.
And I know once again this is what I should be doing, because the last 22 days have absolutely FLOWN by. Has it really been that long?
Man, I love being a writer when I’m writing.
Isn’t it just the most wonderful feeling, when the story takes you along for the ride?
Go hard, and enjoy your rest at the end!
OOOOOOH, it is sweet indeed.
it is SUCH a good feeling!