… but I am totally high right now.
I had a kick-ass writing session this morning (for the new WIP) and the structure of the book is beginning to take shape. I’ll probably know around 10,000 words whether this really will be a viable novel, but I’m feeling pretty damn good about it so far.
That tingly feeling only strikes me once a year, and I am tingling. All over.
What is it about the writer’s high?
This has been an awesome day. And it’s only noon.