So yesterday I finished a draft of chapter two, and sent it to the incomaprable Izzybella.
Yesterday afternoon, she finished a draft of chapter three, and sent it back to me.
This morning, I finished a draft of chapter four, and sent it back to her. This may sound more impressive than it actually is. See, I already had most of chapter four written. While we were still in the pre-outline phases, we would write various scenes. We didn’t care whether they would be in the book or not; we just wrote them to get insight into our characters. And I was fortunate in that one of the scenes I had already written fit right into chapter four.
There’s one scene I’m still trying to figure out where it will go, but it is definitely getting into the book.
It’s so lovely when the muse is present, because when she’s gone, writing is not the pleasure it currently is now, but an absolute PITA.
