Find out what *really* happens when you die:
It’s a wonder what two and a half hours will give you. If you’re me, seventeen hundred and forty-eight words, because that’s what I’ve written this morning for the first scene of Chapter Twenty-Four. Here I am, down at the local coffee shop, and I’ve been rocking out on ABBA (stop laughing) and pounding out the words. The scene is not only finished, but after a week of writing it’s a few hundred words shorter than the last chapter. Really, this is not only the most I’ve written in one sitting, but this is the longest scene I’ve done in some time.
What I’ve done is finish up Helena’s Death March, only in her case she does know about death and being dead–and, as we’re slowly learning, being in the Land of the Dead. And with her mention of the Veil, we start getting into the final…
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