I had a solid writing day today. Not spectacular, but not failure either. It was solid. The ideas for the next book are good ones. They’re ideas I want to write.
It’s funny, I kind of randomly picked up the last draft I did of Escape From Red Tower, which is my follow-up book to Starstuff. Funny in that just leafing through that draft—yes, it was printed—I could instantly see/remember what parts of that story work, and which ones don’t. It was a refreshing feeling. Clarity. Confidence. If it’s not working, it doesn’t mean panic; it just means keep working on it until you fix it. I’ve learned that a bit over the past few years. Thank god.
Netflix work was solid today, too. Did good there.
Tie tie. Need to sleep and get up completely on time. Really want that. So…night.