I’m back. The first end-to-end solid writing day I’ve had in two weeks. Which, to be fair, is WAY LESS time than it used to be. Used to go months without cranking out pages. The progress is staggering.
This book is fun. Fun fun FUN. I’m loving writing it, which is such a relief. SUCH a relief. I’m almost done with Act 1. Which is extra long because I take a detour…which might get snipped out in the end to be its own little thing if this book gets too long…but we’ll see. I’ll worry about that later. Right now: just writing the story from beginning to end.
Client work was great today, too. Really enjoying the authors I’m working with, and they’re all making such good progress. There’s hope out there, y’all. You can write your book. You can do it. It just takes work, it takes feedback, it just takes time. But it’s there.
Netflix work was dope, too. Got my shit done earlier than everyone expected. Always love that. And hopefully tomorrow is pretty chill. I’d love that. I need that.
Night night.