Tryin' To Get It Together

So, it's these peoples' fault that it is dinnertime and I'm barely getting going writing today.

 

I had a little too much fun last night in my hometown. It was great to see my people, but it also reminded me that I want to fly. I got mad pride for my city, and I'll be a Midwestern Girl 'til I die, but I have an adventurer's heart. So it was great to be home and see friends, but I'm excited to start the next leg of my journey.

While home, I've also been able to talk to my BFF (you know, the one with all the dirty Spanish phrases for me) about the last L&J book. She doesn't make fun of me for my extensive chats about people who don't exist outside of my imagination. She totally talks with me like Elle and J are real people. Last night, though, we might have been freaks at the club talking about it... Oh well, we looked hot.

This morning (er, noon-ish) I got up and raced to the kitchen to outline the rest of L&J Book 3 on the back of giant envelope. We had great conversations last night, and I wanted to capture it on paper. We talked about the St. Louis and the Kansas City MM Clubhouses at length--again, like they were real places. (And man, I wish they were cuz they're gonna be bangin'!) We also figured out Chris' place in Book 3. I had that poor girl going a million different directions, but I nailed it down and know exactly what her place in Book 3 is, as well as how her own book is going to happen. (Yep, ole girl's getting her own book, but more on that later.)

Now I just need to purge my imagination onto the paper. Ibruprofen first though...

Before I sign off, I want to give a shot out and say Happy Mother's Day to all you mama's out there taking care of our future generation. I applaud you. You deserve to escape into some fictional romance now and again. (Or every freaking day if you want!)

Off to write now-

Emily