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Srsly, why do I love New England weather? Maybe because growing up in Portland, Oregon where it was always rainy and grey in the winter makes me appreciate all the sunshine and bright whiteness of New England in winter. Also, after years of living dirt poor in a fourth-floor walk-up, finally having a house of our own in the woods with a fireplace and a Christmas tree feels so Norman Rockwell I'm puking in my mouth a little. In a good way. It doesn't hurt having a day off after working fourteen days straight, yeah. I was starting to worry I'd never get over the 15K-word-hump on this story, but now it's flowing again so everything's fine. Heard from my lovely artist http://winchesterchola.tumblr.com/ and am feeling a little overwhelmed.

Back to work!

Writing for my first challenge and am so excited I feel like somebody gave me a pony! Plus a wonderful illustrator has agreed to make art to go with my story, how utterly amazeballs is that?! Also I've got my first gig as a beta to a wonderful, brilliant author whose work I adore and admire SO MUCH it just feels unreal to be emailing back and forth with her. I don't think I could be more excited if I met Jensen Ackles or Jared Padalecki in person (how else do you meet someone? In unperson?) Anyway, now I need to take my own advice and get down to work. These things don't write themselves, do they?