Wait for It

Over a month ago, I finished drafting my first novel since Kiera. It was plotted and planned with characters I grew to deeply love, and I was filled with a great sense of purpose as I brought forth the themes that were laid on my heart.

It’s always a wonderful experience when a project grabs me that way. I was over the moon with the mental, emotional, and physical energy of building a world and a story within that world. I typed up the last few scenes, leaned back with a happy sigh, and shared it with my alpha readers.

And then the “day after Christmas” feelings began. In plain English, the letdown. What now?

I signed up for Camp NaNoWriMo this April with the intention of writing some short stories for brain play and genre exploration. Nothing too big or too serious.