Okay. Another head scratch for you, kitty. Guess I’m not getting any more work done today.
Friday. Vegas. Conference rooms. Editors. Only one week. How bad can it really be?
I can’t decide which is worse: getting sick or the winter storm that just hit us.
Twinkling lights. A warm fire. Loved ones nearby. To you and yours, have a happy holiday.
For daily smiles…
I’m three chapters into a novel. Each chapter is about 2,200 words, plus or minus. (A little more on the plus side.)
What’s great about secondary characters is that they not only round out a story, they do double duty for the main story character.
The cover should match the readers taste and genre.
Going forward, I think this will be fair to a reader’s expectations. You, the reader, are who really matters.
She carefully un-holstered a standard issue Glock 22, her heart now the only thing audible. The gun’s rubber grip collected sweat from the palm of her hands.