Forever optimistic, I began writing the second book (not a sequel as such) and have just scraped through the first one thousand words, while in the back of my head, book one looms as an unpublished piece of my mind. Scary stuff...to think that someone else will read my own personal thoughts and creations and actually have an opinion on it. It almost feels like I have given a piece of myself away...I just hope I'll get it back!
Onwards and upwards, attempting to put hopes and fears behind me, I shall persevere with the new mini world of characters and chaos living and lurking in my head. However, a long queue is building for release of my mind's mini worlds, and at this rate I will be writing until the proverbial cows come home, whenever that may be.