It's been a while since I've done a post about writing, so here goes. For the past month, thanks to my husband going to a couple of camps, I've written a ton. After I'd finished my first book, Persuasion, I couldn't believe that I could have as much fun with any other novel. Well, I guess my books are like my children because I love this one as much as I loved the last one. I'm now writing the final chapters, and I'm totally in love with the characters. I cannot stop writing.
Last year, when I started along the path to publication, I didn't think I had a lot to learn about writing. (Yeah, I'm humble like that sometimes.) Little did I know. Once I got published, started going to conferences, and read a lot of the reviews of my book, I decided I still have a lot to learn. My voice is about the same as it was last year, but I've tweaked a lot of little things. And I am still learning.
The only bad part about writing so much is that my weight has been creeping up all month. I don't know how other writers do it because most of them write more than I do and still stay skinny. Obviously they aren't sitting at the computer with a box of chocolates. Not that I'm doing that . . . although I've downed a lot of Chocolate Cheerios lately. I love those things. Maybe if I did some jumping jacks instead of reaching for the cereal. Hmmm.