if I could dance, I would

After two months of metaphorically bashing my head against the wall (because, otherwise, that would hurt), I have finally found my groove in draft two of CR.

Right now, it feels like the possibilities are endless. I could do anything in this book (you know, within the realms of proper characterisation and plausibility). Things are sliding into place and scenes are moving together and neatly tying in with later ones. Above all, I’m finally beginning to see that this draft is a vast improvement on the first one (thankfully, or I would be in very big trouble right about now). I have no idea how long this writing good mood is going to last, but I’m going to follow it until I crash into the next mental wall.

*peeks in*

Nothing much to report.

– Still working on the second draft. of CR.
– Have started making tentative notes for Book 2.
– Am making a slow dent in one of my tottering to-read piles.

*waves hand* Carry on, don’t mind me.