I just realized I’ve been working on my novel for about three years. This isn’t as dedicated as it sounds. I write in fits. But I just started it over again, and when I see what utter crap the concept started as, I’m amazed I’m still working on it. This time, though, it’s actually working. Jack and Melinda still fall in love, to complicated consequences, but Jack is a different character, more central to the setting – and that has made a big difference. Wish me luck!

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