November 17, 2015
This morning I am excited. I’m excited and somewhat over-caffeinated and thats alright. The three cups of coffee I’ve already downed are just helping to further fuel this maddening energy. I feel as though I could burst, but I don’t want anything to quell it—this feeling of potential and possibility. Finally, finally I am sitting down to a blank page. My revision of Chapter Twelve is done and I’ve skimmed through the first two-thousand words of Chapter Thirteen that I wrote over two years ago. Everything I put down from this point forward is totally and entirely new.