Sick as a dog for the past few days but trying to concentrate on the positive: my work in progress hit some major milestones over the past week. First, I flipped the 200-page mark. Which, of course, is totally arbitrary, but just felt like progress. Then, shortly thereafter, I flipped the 60,000-word mark. That one felt even bigger, because I'm in full-out novel territory now! I'm shooting for 80,000 minimum, and 20,000 thousand seems like something I could whip out in a long, quiet weekend. That is, if I didn't feel like my friend up there and, you know, didn't have kids that wanted to eat, and stuff. Add to these tangibles of progress the fact that I finally submitted my first erotic romance story, and these are some good things to concentrate on while I try to find my way back to feeling like a human being.
Happy Thanksgiving week, all. And thanks for reading,