Even with the first book unfinished, I find myself tantilized by the glimpses I get of the next two. How I long to see how my characters change and grow, what trials they overcome. I have to keep slapping my own hand to resist springing ahead and beginning on the second one. One thing at a time, everything in order.
I actually did some writing at home last night, which is highly unusual. Though, in retrospect, I don't know if that is because I usually can't write at home, or because I've never tried before. Regardless, I finished up the section that was giving me trouble, and I have to finish that chapter itself now. Slowly, I'm patching up the holes.
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