Yesterday I finished a paranormal romance that I guess I liked. I mean, I kept reading to find out what would happen, and I REALLY liked the hero. The heroine left me a bit blah. And I just never fell into the story the way I wanted to. Today I read a sort of chick-lit-y book that I liked, too, but didn’t quite love. I didn’t write. True. Didn’t. Much. Partially because I have DX in my head right now and the voice of that story is very different from, say, Possession, which I have been mentally fretting about. Why? Because the 1st three chapts are that place I want to be, and I need to be certain I keep the promise of those chapters. Have I ever mentioned how much I hate writing synopses? It’s worse when the books not written.

My conversation with the agent who asked me to call went very very well. I almost said yes right on the spot. But I’d like to think about what I’ve read and heard. Mostly the usual anxiety and self-doubt going on. What happens if I can’t write Possession the way it deserves to be written? What if I can’t pull off Bloodhand? But I can, actually.

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