Twenty-two Days Later

...I'm still writing. Twenty-two of twenty-eight days is pretty darn good. I look at that and see one extra day off than I should have taken and one day where I wrote less than my minimum word count, but I also see some kick-ass dedication. I'm 147 pages into my novel, on page 7 of my outline. That's one kidnapping, one elephant-napping, one sex scene, and one heaping of coffeecake eaten by the main character (sadly not by me). Tomorrow's scene will be just as frustrating for the main character as the last, if not more so. I can't wait to torture her some more.

It's Time for a Seated Happy Dance

Writing has begun! Writing has begun! 

After over a month of plotting and outlining, I've started writing Eva's story! I'm so excited!