my book, by me, jen: part ii

I have been writing by the seat of my pants. I’ve been fiddling with writerly things like point of view, structure, and awesomeness. I had some total blanking on what the fuck I was going to do next, after 25 pages, and then I had a Flash of Inspiration and I had my next bit of plot, and that was cool. Cool! I am enjoying writing this thing in a way I did not enjoy the first book I wrote, dragging it up out of the muck word by word, painfully and unhappily. I want to write this. It sits in my head, where I think about it. This feels good.