Let's pause a minute while I scream: HALLELUJAH!!!!
Two seconds after I hit SEND I felt deflated. I hate that feeling. Instead of immediately taking some time off (which I am going to do tomorrow, don't you worry. WoW is a-callin') I decided to write a bit. Mostly because it helps to remind myself that writing is never done and I shouldn't feel sad when I've sent something off into the world.
Here's where the problem comes in. It's so hard for me to get back to that first draft, complete and utter drivel stage. I've been working with polished stuff. To switch to crap... It makes me disappointed that I can't write perfect the first time.
Ah, well. I'm still having fun even if I haven't come up with a plan for this book yet. It's being totally pantsed. I AM NOT A PANTSER! It's freaking me out. And yet, I'm strangely thrilled by the idea of writing something that I have no idea where it's going.
Oh... and I'm writing it out of order.
And it's an adult paranormal romance.
Tee-hee. My mom's going to blush when she reads it. I can't wait! *grin*
The plan for next week is to fall in love with my new MS and to beta for a friend.