As you may know, I have aspirations of being a published children's author. Well, right now I'm vomiting a book. I use that phrase because the words are gushing out of me; they're ugly, and they stink. I know they won't always be that way. But right now, every time I sit down to type, the words flow and flow. I've never experienced this before. It's weird. But I like it.
I'm not going to tell you what it's about just yet. But I will tell you that I already have a character who's doing things I don't want him to do. And he's not a kid.
Is the suspense killing you as much as it's killing me?
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DO NaNoWriMo. It's not too late. And then we can be "buddies" and you can watch your progress fly up the chart. Do it. Write a book in a month. Nanowrimo.org. GO!
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