By dint of gluing my butt to my chair and doing nothing but writing for about 16 hours, I’ve tied another 4500 words into Bite Me Tender. It will make the story stronger, in the end, but it’s nerve-racking going back through, because every decision you make, every change that you add in, has the potential to unravel something that happens later in the story. I’m running it past 3 victims volunteers, whose eagle eyes and sharp minds will be instrumental in catching my pratfalls.

Me, my eyes have started to cross looking at the darn thing. We all know that I’m the kind of writer that stews stuff and tends not to write that fast. My writer brain is a bit on the flabby side for something like this. Fingers crossed that it won’t be too awfully bad. But, in order to hit our target date, Raven needed it back ASAP. Hoping for tomorrow night. Good thing she’s on the west coast and I’m on the east coast.

And don’t think I won’t milk that time difference for every second it’s got. 😀

And is it not ridiculous that I want to just sit and write something, anything, else, to unwind?