So my current WIP is based on my oldest, most terrifying fear. I finish a chapter and have nightmares for days. Chapter. Nightmares. Chapter. Nightmares. My husband thinks I am a BIG WHA WHA baby.
And he may be right.
I don't know what to call this book. For a while it was called GOODBYE MOON, but I haven't settled on it yet. I'm about half-way through, which I didn't expect to be by now. Maybe it's that I just want to get it done ... every freaking chapter scares about three years off my life.
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