Today I sat outside in nearly 70 degree weather and edited and edited and then... I actually wrote! This was the best present Santa could have put under the tree for me. I can't tell you how amazing it feels when I'm in the zone. After an almost month long drought, the words are flowing. My red pen is marking up my manuscript like my daughter writes all over the wall. Lets just say - it's a lot.
I'm loving my characters and I am firmly in the "I need a sequel" mood. I know I'm not ready to say good-bye to these characters, but I'm not sure they have another story to tell - at least not right now.
I'm itching to get back to it, and sad that things like making dinner for my family are harshing my mellow.