Back to real life. Real life isn't nearly as fun as sitting around in St. George, writing. Well, sometimes it's fun, but not today. Monday after a week off . . . I'll leave the rest to your imagination.
The real trick is to keep writing. Even after a long day of work, laundry, my niece's birthday party, cleaning, snow and Castle, I have to keep writing. One of the pieces of advise that Dave Farland gave us at Death Camp is to find a time of the day in which you can write. It probably works best if you write at the same time every day, but unless I got up early ever and did it there would be no way I would be able to write at exactly the same time every day.
I've never really tried to write before I'm fully awake. Who knows what might happen?
Anyway, I finished typing up my revised outline tonight. Tomorrow I hope to go through it and add a few more notes. I think I'm a little afraid to start writing on my novel again. Every time I start I have to change a bunch of things. I'm tired of re-writing the first 30 pages. Maybe I'll start on page 31.