13 14 15 16 1718 19 20 21 22 23 24 years ago today at 8:48. I woke up feeling sick because I had worked late the night before. Commuting into work at ass-crack a.m. never appealed to me much, especially feeling like crap. But I had deadlines and my co-workers would count on me to come in that day…
Bear with me. This might sound like everyone else in the whole authorverse… I started writing novels last year. That’s not to say I started writing last year, but until Nanowrimo, I had never attempted a full-length, plot-arced, voice-dripping, character-driven ms. I finished one (Yay!) and revised that sucker and edited that sucker and didn’t have the first clue…