On Labor Day morning I woke up with a start, gasping for breath at the depth of what I had just dreamed. And from this I began to write! Mark came in and I gave him one of those talk to the hand, I cannot be disturbed motions and he knew I was on a roll. An hour later, he approached me as I continued to bang away at the keyboard and asked, "What are you doing, writing a book??!" My talk to the hand palm goes up instantly and I nod. This is my husband, who wants to talk to me, so I stopped, saved my work, and answered with a definite YES.
After many revisions and more dreams and a two week vacation and hiatus from writing, I now have a 30 chapter draft that is 53 pages long. Each chapter needs many more pages added to it to make a true book, but my friends that have read it say my story a page turner. EL James had better move over! I have a winning book on the horizon and this one is clean!