There was a poem I wrote for Halloween that inspired a brand new book idea that I immediately fell in love with. I shared it with my closest friend at the time and they told me that I should definitely write it. I immediately wrote the first chapter and then life happened. I felt no longer motivated to continue the story and it was at a standstill. My life was at a standstill.
However, now more then ever I look back at that story and I’m still in love with it. So yesterday I wrote 1,000 words towards it and I now can’t wait to keep the story moving! This story has the snarkiest Mc I’ve ever written, a mom battling anger and depression, and a house that may or may not be driving one of the two into insanity.
This book is fun because it writes so easily. There is no outline necessary and I can just go for it! I’m letting this story take me wherever it wants to go and so far I’m really enjoying where it’s gone!
I know I can write this book to completion decently quickly. Which is odd and unusual for me. But it’s one of those books that is calling my name and I have a feeling that to deny that call would be a mistake.
Maybe it’s weird to write horror during the Christmas season, but I’m so happy with this story that I don’t really mind it. I can’t wait to see how the first draft turns out!
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-Till next time!