It isn’t, thankfully, but if it persists it’s another reason
to visit the doctor. Honestly, I sometimes think my body is committing premature
aging on me! Giving out a little at a time.
Still, I pushed myself to crawl over the line, hitting 2,762
words and getting into chapter five of this w.i.p. which is good going. Now I
need to stretch the heroine out, and make her really work hard to get the most
out of the next couple of scenes. To be honest she’s turning out to be too
wimpy, and she needs a bit of backbone.
That of course means I need to throw something at her, what
my American friends would call a curve ball, but I never really did understand
baseball – the ball is round anyway, so how can it be curved? – Before you
jump, I’m only joking.
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