Today I'm up to Chapter 7. I wrote 6 pages this morning. Took a break. My daughter called and said she had a wreck. My heart never pumped so hard in all my life. I get to the scene, and she's crying the airbags are out, the front of her car bashed in, the windshield broken, but most important she is okay. A hurt arm, and sore body, but over all, she's okay. (sending a thank you prayer upstairs). My nerves are a little shot so I don't think I'll write anymore till tomorrow.
I think I'm doing pretty good so far. Seven Chapters not bad.
Take care, I'll be writing tomorrow early.
Fantasy on the Rocks!