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Finished Anora this morning

Very pleased that I finished Anora. Although it was left open for a series, I don’t think it will be one. I’m going to have to fix everything and remove the series name. I’ll keep the cover and the series name just in case, but I have no plans to expand.

The dogs were acting up while I was trying to write — typical, eh? — and finish so I purposely pushed past the 11 o’clock hour. I only had a little bit more to go and really did want to try to finish the end. Normally I rush the end, and then the details will just get a note {note: big end} in the sentences as I just did there.

But this time I decided to hold my ground with my creative brain and not rush the process. I took my time, went until just about 11:30 with the writing, then finished the book at 81,970 words. Over the 80K I thought I’d end at. That’ll go up in editing.

Today, I started the read through for Ancient Scars. After this I will send it to Jeanie for the first check on story issues, plot, etc. Then I can get into deep editing. I’m at page 32 and still have another hour. May make it to around 50.

Tomorrow I will start writing Under Empty Stars. No page yet for it. It’s the 4th in The Guardian of Life series. I will be sharing the cover this Friday in my newsletter and the first snippet from it too. Last night I was contemplating putting it off for a few days. Not to give my brain a break, but because I started the read through of Ancient Scars and I realized my brain my act up. Being that I’m doing those things so close together. BUT I may be okay. I say that because when I was writing Daughter of the Red Planet, I actually was writing Ancient Scars . . . at the exact time! Not even kidding. I don’t know what possessed me to do it, or why I thought I would. I just did. Worked out okay. Some details were funked up and I had to clean them up, but for the most part I have to say, it worked fine.

I think I’ll be okay starting Under Empty Stars tomorrow. Just gotta read notes and get my mind focused tonight is all.




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