In my seemingly never-ending drive to become a novelist, I seem to have broken down a wall, finally. After more then ten years of reading "how to" books, taking advice like "keep journals", "write outlines", and "start with character sketches", I did something novel for me. I sat down and just started writing. Since December I've gotten further in this one book than I have in any other before. Granted, there are some gaping holes in the story, but I decided to hog tie and gag my inner editor and just write the story. So, that's what I've been doing, ten minutes here, twenty there, whenever I could find the time. Then the other day, when hubby put the babe in the bath, I found a pair of headphones, plugged them into my computer, blared my music and, in the last 48 hours, have turned out almost 10,000 words. Holy Crap. I have never been that productive. Guess the headphones, apart from damaging my eardrums, help me to block out all else and get me writing. So, stay tuned, we'll see if I really broke the wall down or just had a good moment. Here's hoping! I'm 31, it's high time I start actually working toward the dream instead of just dreaming it!

Good for you Rose! WHOO HOO!

Thanks, Carol! The only problem is you have trouble seeing straight after staring at the computer screen that much. heehee.