I’ve spent the last few days wrapped up in the emotions of my characters, digging away at them, making them better, and occasionally turning my back only to find them making out with each other. (seriously, it’s like having a houseful of teenagers, you can’t take your eyes off them for a moment and the hormones take over!)

My honey has gone to bed early. I can’t blame him. Just imagine what it must be like to be partnered with a writer, someone who spends so much time not only glued to a laptop (possibly I would do this even if I weren’t a writer) but also staring into space, having imaginary conversations with people who aren’t there, and occasionally acting out fight scenes in the living room (possibly he doesn’t know I do this).

I think that from the outside, possibly it looks a bit like this:

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