Chapter Five. Polished.
Now, onto Chapter Six.
I got a lot of writing done today. The house looks like the Grinch that stole Christmas just paid a visit--there's not one holiday decoration to be found anywhere--but, Chapter Five is typed, printed, and filed neatly away. And I promised my writing coach, Suzanne, I wouldn't go back and look at it until I'm completely finished writing my entire book.
Tomorrow I plan to write Chapter Six, somehow give it legs, and make it stand on its own.
It's late. I'm tired. And there's always peace on earth, at least around my house, when I get a little writing done.
Time to turn out the light. *click*