JOURNAL: 6/9/13.
Only three chapters from the end of Led to the Slaughter.
One thing is for sure. I'm on one hell of a hot streak. I'm not questioning it. Let loose the hounds of war. (Or werewolves, as it were.)
Hard to remember that I used to have trouble coming up with ideas. Or maybe my standards have fallen.
I just let myself write whatever comes to me, not questioning it, because there is always more where that came from.
At least so far.
Knock wood.
A bit of a humble-brag as I psyche myself up for the final chapters...
I want them to be satisfying and cathartic and better than anything I've done.
Only three chapters from the end of Led to the Slaughter.
One thing is for sure. I'm on one hell of a hot streak. I'm not questioning it. Let loose the hounds of war. (Or werewolves, as it were.)
Hard to remember that I used to have trouble coming up with ideas. Or maybe my standards have fallen.
I just let myself write whatever comes to me, not questioning it, because there is always more where that came from.
At least so far.
Knock wood.
A bit of a humble-brag as I psyche myself up for the final chapters...
I want them to be satisfying and cathartic and better than anything I've done.