As for me personally, it has been an INTENSE couple months.
I’ve been traveling every two weeks for months now (and I’m much more a homebody so woof)
And then I keep either crashing out or getting sick after my travels
All up until I had to face the looming deadline to get Chasing Goldie to my editor. And while I’ve been ideating on the story for months, I still needed more butt in chair, fingers on keys action.
So this bitch here *points thumbs at self*
Just wrote 40k words in 10 days.
What does that mean, Holly? How many pages is that?
Basically, it’s half the damn novel. And it turned out even BETTER THAN i IMAGINED!
But my god I feel like death.
Turns out extreme anxiety and pressure really does scrape the serotonin from your brain like a razor blade against scummy glass.
Does that analogy even work? Who knows. I’m legit delirious with a brain the consistency of room temperature butter.
But oh mah gaaaawd I can’t wait for you to read this grumpy x sunshine, enemies to lovers, spicy fairytale retelling