That’s right. Even though I’m locked up in my bedroom and not a hotel room, I managed to crank out 2,800 words. I got sidetracked by research and emails and have not clue if anything I wrote makes sense, but that’s what critique partners and edits are for.

Hopefully I’ll go over 10,000 words this weekend and finish up the middle with all the complicated clues and sleuthing my character must do. I said it before, but writing a mystery is insane. Especially one that has two crimes in it. Jill E. Nelson how did you write Reluctant Runaway and keep your sanity?

I just pray most of what I’m writing will stay, though I’m fearful the plot only makes sense in my over-caffeinated mind.

It’s almost midnight. I’m calling it a night. Just hope I can get to sleep!

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