I was supposed to start writing at exactly midnight this morning. Only problem was I worked a thirteen hour shift on my feet and then stopped for groceries on the way home. By the time I stopped moving, it was ten thirty and all I wanted to do was see my bed. I planned for a nap and told my fellow NaNo word warriors that I would get up in the middle of the night to start writing with them. By the time that happened, it was 3 am and the only person online was the master whip-cracker herself, L. Shannon . I made it through one round of word wars, but begged off when the lure of the bed called again. Although she made me feel horribly guilty about it (in a nice way of course), I followed the call.

Now, something I should note about my project this year. I’ve been pumped, pumped, pumped up to start Sin of the Father. I mean, just rearing to go. Then, I got the final contract for a book I submitted on proposal yesterday. That means, instead of the 60K for SOTF, I’ll be writing 20K for Far To Go and then starting SOTF. If I happen to get stuck while writing, I’ll throw in The Fallen 3 for something to work on in between.

Anyway, keep an eye on my progress bars. It’ll keep you updated.