So, remember when I was saying that I didn't need a break? How hilarious was that?
I did need a break. Through attempting to start my second book at full speed, I found out that writing is a truly draining process. Especially at my age, there are millions of distractions shooting me from every direction. Clearing your mind takes time. So, at the advice of someone else I know that's writing a book, I took a break. And I survived!
After a weekend in what may actually be the most beautiful place in the country, I'm feeling jazzed. I'm feeling rejuvenated, and I have a better idea of my book's setting. (Because we went to where the second book takes place.) I left my laptop at home, so the entire time I was thinking about what I could write. They were all just ideas, and I didn't have to execute anything right away. I could just sit and think. That was good for me.
So, my people, my babes, my dudes, I'm ready to go. I'm ready to write like my character's lives depend on it. The game is afoot.
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