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.