Writing is My Life . . . Again

For awhile it was editing that consumed me. Every day I would edit as much as I could before the day ended, and the next day I would get up and do it all over again.

With Noble Imposter finally finished and sent off to the editor, I don't have to do that anymore. There was much rejoicing for a day and a half, and then I had to get back to work. Fortunately, writing new material is much easier and less stressful (to me) than editing my old work. Who really enjoys trying to find things wrong with their work, anyway?


I'd rather write and wear cool socks.

Today's pair has bunnies.


I'm already at 2,600 words in the third book of the Cantral Chronicles. I hope my fingers stay as speedy and the thoughts keep flowing.