Bored.

It's been a good two years (oh gosh, nearly three) since I started Defiance, bored out of my mind and sitting on my bed. The two characters I thought of first were Vivian and Revin. Teris came next and Declan was an afterthought. They are the perfect dysfunctional bunch I think, or maybe that's just because I love them so much.

That book practically flew out of my fingertips. It was this mindless storm of words that were taking up way too much space in my head and the second they were written, I could think again.

I know that some authors have a preference to start the sequel immediately, and some don't. I am with the latter. The writing process - for me - should be deliberate; I have to be in the mood, with the right song on repeat, whether it's sitting in the woods somewhere or camped out on my bed. Everything is planned out. There's nothing worse than to start writing and, for instance, this glaring list of chores there to remind me the dishes weren't put away. So when I finished Defiance, I didn't touch my laptop for a while.

So the second one goes by. Like 124 pages of going by. Then I hit a block... and it's still there.

I'm most certainly going to loose my mind if it doesn't go away soon! Well, this is what I was feeling about Righteous. I said to myself, "this is boring. Let's do something different for a little bit." So I wrote two months about this random little story. Then that got boring and since transitioning back to Righteous, I've written... one page.

One measly page.

Like, really? I want my ideas back.

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