I’m nearing 80,000 words after getting snarled around a few tricky chapters in the middle of this week. But not only did I finally untangle the issues, I’ve also finally reached the part in rewriting this damn book where I fall head-over-fucking-heels for the hero and the heroine and stop yelling at them for making my life extra difficult (it’s not their fault! They’re too in love and they don’t even know what to do about it!) This morning I wrote the cutest little vulnerable scene between these two while crying and then started making a playlist I felt spoke to their passionate love and beautiful memories and smokin’ hot sex. So, you know, all system’s are a go now! And I’m attributing this to the sheer volume of Pina colada mix I’ve been drinking lately. This picture is a pretty accurate representation of my location, mentally.
Tuesday night is my deadline! (*crosses fingers*) And then you’ll have a steamy, second chance romantic suspense novel from me in the spring!
