
The sun shining today in Oregon, and that in itself is worth blogging about. I'm feeling particularly optimistic, and not just because of the weather. (Admittedly, optimism has been a bit shy in my life lately, what with the dismal economy and the long winter.)
Today, however, the sun is out. I'm looking forward, and everything is bright, both literally and figuratively. In just one week my amazing Mom will be moving in, and it seems I've been waiting forever for her. I have some fun paid work coming in, and am making real progress on the agent front (no news yet, but stay posted).
The new story is coming along well. The process of writing it is so different than my first novel, which required intensive research and historical background. Since the setting for the new novel is contemporary, and written in first person, which frees me to create a first draft with a stream-of-consciousness that was not possible before. It's fun. Don't get me wrong--it's not good yet. But even though I loathe writing first drafts, I'm giving myself permission to play with this story, and it's a blast. I feel my character's voice coming through, and although I know this will go through many rewrites before it becomes what I want, the heart of it is there.
It's springtime.