5,000 words behind is not very daunting, as you well know. What’s daunting, from the sounds of it, is that that inner critic found a way back in the house this month. I thought editing was a nanonono.

Speaking of editing, don’t be embarrassed about not going back to edit your previous works. Who knows if and when that is meant to happen? Birthing these babies is achievement enough.

I love reading of how, when and where writers latch onto their so-called “real” stories, whilst immersed in the writing of another tale. And so perhaps it’s of your minor characters who will become the protagonist in the next great American novel. Who knows.

All I know is that while that critic is trying to set up perch on your shoulder to talk in your ear, Bryan is busy shooing it away and whispering words of encouragement in your ear from afar.

Enjoy a blessed Thanksgiving with the boys and your furry friends.

Killing characters, sex scenes? Cool! Somehow, that aspect of writing didn’t occur to me. Sounds like it might be fun.

Friendly encouragement. A bit of envy. Go for it, Jeri!