My mind is just numb.
I was up till midnight last night "talking" with my husband. All is good now, but sometimes you just have to hash things out. I wish he would feel like hashing at a decent hour I can tell you. I was up at 5:25 am yesterday, did a ton of running around and just felt like crap about nine. By twelve I was incoherent.
Now I have to write about whooping cough. And PPD and breastfeeding.
Not to mention chapter seven.
My new characters are clamoring for their voice too. Colorless dances around in my brain and I am coming up with new scenes and new ideas all the time. I'm not sure if I should be writing them down or what. Maybe I should just let them dance. I really don't want to take time away from the first draft of Rink Rats.
How many of you write more than one book at a time?