Chug-a-chug-a-CHOO-CHOO!
It's been a long time since I've wanted to do nothing but write. Since Friday morning, the first draft engine has been puffing away, adding over fifty pages to my vampire novel. I finally decided to let myself go into full First Draft Mode while I wait for revisions from my editor on The Eyes of Crow. E-mails go unanswered, newspapers go unread, pets go unfed (yeah, right).The cool thing is, I'm writing to tell myself the story, not to achieve a daily page count and not to meet the specifications of any particular publisher*.
I really hope this series gets bought, because when I'm writing it, I'm more than happy--I'm downright cheerful. The main character (a human) is smart, sexy, and sarcastic, and she doesn't take any crap--unless it furthers her own goals, of course. She's a liar and a thief by nature and upbringing but trying her best to put those talents to good use.
If you can call preserving the emotional and professional well-being of a half-dozen vampires a "good use."
Obviously I've been putting all my writing energy into the book, because this post is pretty lame. Forgive me, and allow me to skedaddle back to my current obsession.
*Luna is considering an offer on it under my option clause, but I have no idea yet what they think of it or if my editor has even read the proposal. I'm in that awful/wonderful limbo place where I can still imagine the magic phone call from my agent telling me I can quit my day job and replace that '93 Honda and the refrigerator that freezes the milk and rattles so loudly it drowns out the stereo, even though I know that they probably won't want it and neither will anyone else, because that's just the statistical reality of the business. (That's not to whine or fish for reassurances or compliments; it's just the fact, Jack.)
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