I was too tired last night to blog about my progress on the first draft of the next novel in my Her Angel romance series, Her Demonic Angel. Writing so much over the past three days really drained me and I needed to get away from work and just relax for a while. Having said that, it was gone 6pm when I stopped working. I really need to get the work/life balance thing sorted.
Her Demonic Angel is coming along nicely now and I’m 33000 words into it, and we’re making progress with not just the plot but the romance too. Veiron is everything I had expected him to be and more. He’s wicked, has a mind as dirty as his mouth, kicks arse, and is fuelled by cold fury and bent on revenge. Erin is giving him a run for his money though. This smart-mouthed sassy woman isn’t about to let the tall hunk of handsome get away with trying to resist her.
It was hard to stop writing yesterday even when I knew that I had to because if I hadn’t the Post Office would have closed and people would have been waiting another couple of days for their prizes! I think the reluctance to stop was because I had Erin putting on her brave face and giving Veiron a speech about his true demonic angel form not scaring her and demanding to see it again. Go Erin. I sense a kiss scene in the near future.
I had to stop though. I had written around 6000 words by 1pm yesterday before I was struck by a severe case of the yawns. I hate it when fatigue just sweeps in and knocks me on my backside like that. I had a break and a coffee and that woke me up enough to continue, but by the time I had reached 10500 words, I knew I was done for the day. There’s really no point in writing when your mind is spiralling down to zombie level. That benefits no one.
The book is really coming along though, and thanks to everyone’s kind words and pep talks about not being brought down by my apprehension about this book not living up to the last one in the series, I am feeling very bright and positive about it. Marcus and Veiron are two very different heroes and I have to treat them like that, and the stories too. Her Demonic Angel is not Her Guardian Angel, although the plot is just as grand and the twists just as huge.
Thankfully I have an idea about where the series is going to go after Her Demonic Angel and who is going to be at the helm of that book. I intend to wrap up the game and level the playing field in the next book so any story after that starts a new thread in this world.
I sometimes think writing is easy, and I’m sure that readers sometimes think that it’s a pretty sweet life, but when you approach it with the vigor and determination that I do, it becomes clear that writing can be hard, very tiring both physically and mentally, and if you don’t have the support of readers who weigh in when you have a heartfelt moan/confession about your feelings, then it can be difficult. It’s the mental fatigue that always gets me.
My husband often ends the day saying things like “Use your words” to me when I can’t speak for stumbling and saying the wrong thing. I always tell him that I save my words for my books. By the end of a writing day, all my words are gone 🙂
Still, 33000 words done on Her Demonic Angel means that I’m 27% done with the book. That brings my total word count for the year up nicely to 111500 which is also 27% of my target word count for the year.
