Today was tricky. For the first time in ages I was caught up with my edits. I figured I'd get some more work done in on The Opal Embers, the sequel to The Crimson Spark that I'm about 30,000 words into right now. I didn't anticipate how hard it would be getting back into the rhythm of this story after spending so much time editing. I was confused, meandering, didn't really understand where I was taking my scenes. If nothing else this has taught me that I absolutely need to write every single day, editing will be separate. If my editor doesn't get back to me by tomorrow I'm going to go through what I have for Embers and reorganize it a bit, right now it feels very sporadic. But since I've been honing Spark for almost 10 years now, maybe I'm just put off by the mediocrity of a first draft.