Things have been interesting to say the least! On the up side, I've finished the rough draft to Eden at Twilight and I'm very pleased with the results! Of course now I have some holes to fill in and things to add, but its become everything I wanted it to be and a novel, not something shorter. I love creating these characters and building the worlds they live in.
It seems like just when life settles down to that well worn path I love so much, (ok, the rut my life runs in that I like) things take a nasty turn. At the beginning of the month it was the refrigerator going out, and now, out of no where the plumbing is acting up. So, the guy has to come out and dig up the septic again...*sigh* I feel bad for the guy. This is one time Im glad I rent!! But what a pain for all involved.
Anyway, such is the life of a writer. You get to do everything but write it seems. Are the forces of nature playing against the progress you want to make, making it more challenging and all the sweeter when you get there? Or is it like this for every one with everything they do?