I am deep into writing book two-- submerged is a good word to describe it. I am anti-social and short-tempered. I am ignoring things (husband, children, dogs, friends) I shouldn't, for sitting in a chair or lying on the couch and staring off into space. But I swear to you-- I am working. A critical piece of the story just came to me and I am 90,000 words in -- so all in all -- the book is a book is a book. I mean. You need to know when to call The End what it is: The End. But it's not a...
Published on March 25, 2010 09:06