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Goal Checking

Remember these?  I figured it's time to see just how much progress I've made...
  1. Complete the final edit on my alter-ego's first self-pubbed paranormal romance novel. Once this is accomplished, I will be releasing it on Amazon in both print and e-book formats. 
This should be the easiest to accomplish.  I just need to sit down and go through the marked-up copies I have in my possession.  So why haven't I?  Good question. 
  1. Complete a few more chapters on the collaborative story I'm writing just for fun with my younger cousin.  
A-ha!  This is one that I can actually say I've made progress on.  We've been slowly adding to the story.  In fact, I have it on my agenda to work on this tonight when I get home from work. 
  1. Work on the story bible for my fantasy novel - the very same fantasy novel that will not get out of my head, yet, at the same time, will not fall gracefully onto the page!  It's working title, for future reference, is Between the Heavens and Earth
If thinking about it counts, I've made progress. 
  1. Either rework what I already have written on said pain-in-the-arse fantasy novel or start fresh from page 1.   
Um.  Nope.  Nowhere near ready for this type of work on the WIP.

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