I finished a chapter of my novel yesterday. Chapter 12, in fact — one of the longest chapters so far. It brings the project to just over 66,000 words. The action is heating up, with the characters from two different plotlines getting ready to converge.
Really, I’m just happy. This is the first real prose I’ve written in months. I only have a stomach for poetry lately, short snippets, and sometimes not even that. It’s incredible to be able to say that I’m back to doing what I love and what keeps me sane.
That’s it for this short update. Oh, and also — my partner and I made tacos last night using the first pepper from the plant I’ve been nurturing all summer.
Here’s to more peppers, and more chapters.
Liz Makes Stuff 