After the trip...

Okay, so... I've been chilling for a week after I returned from a whole week up in my hometown. Granted, I should have picked up writing ASAP, I didn't. I tried to with Paper Fireflies, but nothing was really coming out. As for reaching my goal for the month: I blame the trip for taking too much out of me (read as: I didn't reach my goal). However, this month (July) I plan to actually write those 25,000 words I planned to write for last month (and ended up falling wayyyyy short of).

Tonight I've been sporadically working on The Death of Someone (AKA Book One of the Series). So far very strained, but still pushing through it. I want to write, dammit.