I’m thinking about my story today… Very deeply, and it’s hard to get my thoughts away from it. By story, I do mean my series of novels. Book 1 is begging to be edited some more, while book 2 is pleading to be written. I find myself lost in the world of this series, the lives of my angels and demons. Maybe it’s just the rain pounding on my roof outside that’s drawing me to write about such heartbreaking things – and yes, my series is heartbreaking in many ways.
I think once I’m done with my usual socializing that happens every Sunday, I may go hide away and be alone with my characters for a while. Maybe I can get something done, even if just a little.