Well, I’m typing away on book # 2 of my shadows series, and hoping that all will end well for everyone involved.  Since I’m a total pantser when I write, (that’s someone who totally doesn’t plan anything out ahead of time, just sits down and writes whatever comes into their head  and hopes that it all works out) it could seriously end badly.  But I can always change it.  Like Shannon Hale says,

“I’m writing a first draft and reminding myself that I’m simply shoveling sand into a box so that later I can build castles.”

Which is so true.  It’s what I do.  It’s what we all do.  There’s probably that super lucky person out there that writes a perfect first draft, but if they’re truly a perfectionist, then they’re not happy with it anyways.  So I thought I was done last night but then I got a great idea at about 3 in the morning (I was still awake after my son called me at midnight to tell me my niece had been in a car accident, she’s incredibly lucky to be alive, and let me tell you, no mom ever  wants to get a phone call from their kid at midnight), and so now I’m rewriting the last chapters.  I think I have about ten pages to go.  And then a hundred rewrites.  Still, progress is progress!