Christmas was great. However, the week before Christmas almost killed my brain, but I loved every second of it. I went on a deep-think marathon to plot out Book Two of the Pearl of Justice Mysteries, and I kid you not, my head was numb by the time I was finished. You’ve heard of a runner’s high? This was a writer’s high. I couldn’t carry on a coherent conversation by the time I was done. I crashed. Hard. But the result is I have 132-page outline that will make writing the novel much, much easier than if I were to start from scratch. I still have to clean it up before sending to my publisher, but that requires considerably fewer brain cells.
Happy New Year! Write on, man!