Not The Marrying Kind

As I sat at the pool this summer, wrangling children and sunning myself, trying to finish You Found Me, a story popped into my head.

It stayed there--mucking up my memory and pretty much rendering me useless.

Yes, useless.

I am not the type of writer that can sit down and organize those thoughts either, so I ended up holing up in the house with my laptop while my hyenas ran around me in circles, gnawing at my ankles. I wrote chapter one and what is now being edited into chapter seven.

Then I put it away, along with about eighty post-it notes and dove back into You Found Me.

With little success.

So here I am six chapters into Not The Marrying Kind.

I love this story.

I love my Edward and Bella.

I love how visual it is to me. I can see the story playing out in my head; what they wear, their expressions. I see it all.

I am pretty sure. these posts will be backwards, as I start adding the pictures that inspire me, but I wanted you to see what I have so far.

Let me know what you think. I love a good conversation and would love to get to know my readers.

xoxo-
BestScentEver