Anyhow, the particular insanity I speak of today is, of course, the
homestretch of The Hushing Days.
Thirty days.
25k words.
The big “The End” waiting for me at, well, the end.
Before the calendar strikes July, my long awaited, head-first dive into
the mainstream pool will be ready for swimming cap and goggles (i.e. final
edits)... and yes, that “Hallelujah!” you just heard would be from my agent.
So without further chit-chat, my muse, my gummy shoes and I will start
our climb up to that final diving platform. Twenty-five thousand steps to go,
people.
Nobody look down.
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
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