When last we spoke, I had just been notified that I was one of the Top 50 semi-finalists for Harlequin’s So You Think You Can Write contest. I told you guys I was going to finish the book if it killed me. And you never heard another word.
That’s because it almost did (if I may speak in a hyperbolic manner).
Over five days, I wrote 3o,000 words, and deleted about 15,000 of them (chapter six got re-written three times). Halfway through the second day, my carpal tunnel flared up. Halfway through the third day, I started to get sick. By the fourth day, I was miserably ill. We’re talking 103-degree-fever-ill.
Still, I wrote on.
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