So I’ve been working on my first title for Berkley Heat, GOOD TO BE BAD, for a few months now, and I’m getting close to being finished. This is a totally new kind of book for me in some ways. It’s erotic but it’s still a romance. It’s the equivelent of the new frontier in my life.

But like all new ventures, nothing is easy. I’m being picky. Every chapter is a challenge. I keep dabbling and fixing and re-reading trying to get it just so. It’s new chapter avoidance, I confess it. I only have 3 left, you see, and it’s always easier to fix words that are already written than to create new ones, so I’ve been very remiss in starting those last few chapters. Every time I sit down to plow into a new scene, I consider bringing a gun with me in case I feel the urge to shoot my computer.

But like Scarlett, I need to remember that tomorrow is another day. Maybe I’ll finish and feel good about leaving the firearm and ammo downstairs then.