Here I sit. Blogging.
While my heroine has her hands on her hips wondering what in the hell I'm waiting for. Good question.
I'm about 55,000 words. I plan on making my May 4th deadline. Even though I have a job interview tomorrow for a part-time job. More on that if I get the job. *fingers crossed* It would be PERFECT. Therefore, I'm not getting too excited. Ya know.
I want the book to be around 70,000 words. And I have the ending. ALL of it. And I really feel like just plowing ahead and writing it. And then filling in that time between now and then. But I NEVER write out of order. Sure, I'll jot down ideas and such. But I don't type out of order.
Then again, I've never written a 70,000 word book in a month, either. I guess there are firsts for everything.
I'm afraid it'll be uneven. That's my worst fear. Smooth. Smooth. Smooth. Bump. Smooth. Smooth. I do NOT want to take the reader out of the story. So I'm seriously wrestling with this.
Yeah. Yeah. I hear ya.
Gotta go. The heroine is becoming impatient. Heifer.
3 months ago