Is this just fantasy?
My last fiction was published in…er… 2016? A short story in an anthology.
Now… I have 24 pages that I’m satisfied with.
And another 23 pages that I need to work with a little.
And because of the four voices in my head–two of them exceptionally strong–I will keep going. Until until all four are competing for page time.
When a writer feels that she has no choice, it’s the best feeling imaginable.