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Though I don’t have the money to put gas in the car I drove a half an hour out of the way, through some of the craziest Michigan construction traffic I’ve seen in a long time — they’re repaving I-94 by the airport! — in order to go to a quiet place where I knew I would get a little writing done.
And I did.
The more I write this story, the more I find myself truly, truly enjoying it. I’m loving the plot, granted it’s still working itself out even as I continue to write, but doing it chapter by chapter makes a little more sense to me than just writing all of the plot down at once.