Much better today. Just around 50,000 words and we’re in the home stretch. I’m estimating another 5-10,000 words, and then the final growth usually happens in the editing. I’m pretty excited about that, and will probably be commissioning a cover when I finish the first draft. And then maybe something crazy like a cover reveal. 😉
Disclaimer: This quote is completely unedited and might be entirely different in the final version!
I should be telling myself good. Great. I finally chased her off. Brilliant. Fucking awesome. Except there’s no one I want here more than her. Fuck, we could talk. Sit next door in silence. Or fuck like rabbits. It doesn’t even fucking matter. Every atom in my body wants to charge out and go find her now that I know she’s not coming. So why am I still standing here? Other than that’s she’d take out a fucking restraining order if I come close. I don’t know what to do and I fucking hate it.