Well, actually, my dog is “just saying.” She’s looking at me like I’m a
loon. Dragging her out of bed at 5 am to stare helplessly at a blank screen is
not her idea of good times. I’ll be paying for this transgression the rest of
the day.
*sighs*
When I started back double-timing it on The Hushing Days (formerly the
Six Brother project, remember) this past Monday, I had this grand plan to write
the book from Prelude to Epilogue straight-through. No jumping around, no
playing hopscotch with the chapters. I was going to write it chronologically
with great calm and efficiency.
Yeah, well.
Monday thru Wednesday, I was a good girl slaving away on Chapter One.
Thursday thru Friday, hello naughtiness and Chapter Sixteen.
I have no explanation for this. There is no excuse.
Let this serve as my confession… then let me get back to my
naughtiness. Chapter Eight is calling.
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
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