In January I was two poems in on a verse novel I’d started the September before. I knew I had some time to play before my second-round edits for Miraculous came. There was research to do and a story to find. I took it day by day.
The writing felt like coming home. Oh, yes. I had my hangup moments, but mainly it was joy.
And guess what? The draft is done. I finished near the end of March. I’ve never written a novel this fast or squeezed out an entirely new book between edit rounds. Friends, I’m so excited about this book! It’s a middle-grade historical verse novel I’m calling Fire Finder.
More (I hope!) soon…