I’m on my way to my full-fledged first draft of my novel.

Don’t worry. I’m not deluding myself. I know it’s going to stink.

But a few very very good friends have promised to read it and tear it to shreds.

It’s for the best I know. I don’t plan on crying or committing suicide or anything quite as  drastic. Yes, I know. I just have to get on with it. It’s the only way to a much improved second draft. Writing begets better writing. It’s one of those rules I can’t argue with.

But I have to tell you. Last week sucked.

I had a couple of good days but then even more bad ones and when I tried to blog about it, my post got lost in cyberspace. (Was it my fault for not noticing if I was logged into thebehrtruth.wordpress.com -where my last blog lived – or its new address liatbehr.com?)

So I’m hoping this week will be better. I’m more than half way through my draft and I have thirty days left including today.

I’m not going to waste any more of my time procrastinating or yours for that matter (even though I am sooo tempted to). I really am worried I won’t be done my first draft by February 29th, I’m only pretending I’m not.

Time will tell and so will I.

Stick around. It’s going to be an interesting month.