Last week I wrote The End on my sixth finished manuscript. Six, yeah seems like a lot to me, but three are novellas and one will never see the light of day, it’s like my first baby and I learned so much writing it, but I pulled it up a couple of months ago, it’s tossed under my virtual bed, where it will remain. When I am ‘in the groove’ I write pretty fast, of course if I had a real deadline, instead of the one I dreamed up in my head I’m sure I would be more determined to finish even quicker.

So I sit here and ponder the question what do I do next? I figure if this is my year of determination, I keep writing and pray that I will eventually sell something J. Since I have the three novellas ‘out there’ that has to be a step in the right direction. Of course I’m not patient and waiting makes my stomach hurt, which is why I think I just keep writing. Besides isn’t that what they tell you do in this business? Keep writing, forget about what you mailed out? Of course I guess I took the forgetting part to the extreme when I think about the fact I couldn’t remember what the novella I had mailed to Kensington was about when K.D. called after the Brava novella contest. Yes that was embarrassing, but still the novella is there along with another one, so I guess that’s something.