As you might have heard, my flash drive was lost (or stolen) earlier in the week. I lost everything I’ve done since January 4th.
What does this mean? You know that day off I took to write? Well anything I worked on after Chapter Seven (which I sent to my husband, thank god) is gone.
I don’t really know what this means, because I’ve been too upset to even open book two since it means I lost:
- A card game I was developing.
- The end of part twenty of Lydia, where I’d gotten myself out of the corner I’d written myself into.
- THE MOST RECENT VERSION OF BAD BLOOD THAT’S RELEASED NEXT WEEK!
Right now, I’m frantically combing through Bad Blood making sure that it’s solid… as soon as that’s done, I’ll be fixing book two.
I’m going to go sucker punch someone…