Cranked out three pages of the second book over the last two days and yep, throw the confetti cause that’s how I’m feeling. Woke up last night with my head buzzing, full of ideas, plots, etc. I was a kid on Christmas eve, hopped up and unable to relax because I knew when I sat down at the laptop this morning I was getting a gift.
My last (and first) novel was a struggle in the beginning. I didn’t hit my stride until half way through and had to go back when I was done to revise and revise. This time I feel like I know what I’m doing, where I’m going, and the ride is sweet.