The Love of Bare November Days
I am not NaNo-ing, which means I have the brain power to enjoy these chilly, dead-leaf-filled days and also to see Thor 2 twice because, well, Tom Hiddleston. It also means I have the extra brain power to angst about Landry Park Two, which has Been Sent Off and is Awaiting Help from the marvelous editor lady. In the meantime, I’ve been working on a new WIP, which has lots of dead leaves and fog and abandoned buildings (and is decidedly not part of a series.)
There’s a kind of excitement to drafting something New and Completely Different, and it reminds me of why I love writing so much. There’s always a new project, a new world and new people to daydream about and explore. And this nascent stage, where it’s all still internal and daydreamy and pure creation–it’s basically like magic.
Speaking of magic, I’ll leave you with some Loki Jazz Hands because, well, Tom Hiddleston.
