And then it was all better.

In my last post, despair was in the air, and I was on the verge of novelcide.

Then I hit the key moment in the book, the “things are maybe looking up and then the floor drops out under our hero” moment.

And that moment feels really good. Sure this will probably get gutted in a re-write, but it doesn’t matter. I’m about halfway home and feeling really, really good about this book.

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