I love dreaming about my characters. Love waking up to have them with me. Love that I’m eager to get back to the computer and pick up where I left off. There are times that writing feels like drudgery, and times when writing is the most fun thing to do in the world.
I had a goal that I’d wanted to reach by the end of this past weekend, and I’d have done it, too, if it hadn’t been for that pesky migraine. But I got close, and now it’s a new week with a new goal.