Writing...It's What I'd Like to Update You On

As quite a few of my previous posts have been about homework, it will probably come as no surprise that I haven't been working on Book #2. I want to, though! I'm really happy with the opening chapter, not because it's perfect and I won't end up changing a single thing - that never happens - but because it really does set up my heroine for her defining moment. As I usually tend to start my stories too early, I may need to scrap this chapter in the future, but for now it serves a purpose: it has given me direction. I know what needs to happen next!

I love this feeling. I'm excited to get back to the writing.

First, though, I need to get through the last couple weeks of the semester.

The only other distraction I'm worried about is the holiday season itself. It's crazy how busy we are this time of year. This weekend we're going to try to pick out our Christmas tree on Saturday morning before we need to leave for my side of the family's Christmas party; this is the one with grandma, her kids, grandkids, and great-grandkids. The party is being held "up north", which is about a two hour drive from where we live. Because the party starts at 1 PM, we need to leave our house by 11 AM. This gives us exactly one hour to get our tree, bring it home, and get into the tree stand. Yikes!

Maybe if I was more dedicated, I would write in the car. A fully charged laptop battery can last for about an hour when I'm not doing anything more strenuous than word processing. Hmm. Could I give up reading in the car for writing in the car? I'm not sure. I suppose I could try it..

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