A week ago my joy and confidence was bursting forth.

I said that after 2012, I was ready for 2013. I laughed in the face of danger (yup, quoting Lion King here, times are desperate).  I told 2013 to “Bring It”.

I made the monumental and overwhelming decision to join the 500k in 2013 writing challenge.

In brief it doesn’t look so bad.  1370 words/day?  Easy peasy.

500k?  Holy cow what was I thinking?

Then a couple of days ago my confidence was squashed under a thumb and my muse got grumpy and I got grumpy and I pretended the challenge wasn’t real.

My confidence is still a little shaky, but I am determined to work through it.  I have my new series to work on, and with 500k staring me in the face I could write 5 books in the series with that much playroom.

It’s a lofty goal that I’m certain I could accomplish if I got in “the zone”. After all about 3 years ago I wrote about 500k in 4 months time when I really got into my stories.

So off I go.  Send caffeine, chocolate, and prayers for my sanity.

Because if the 500k doesn’t make me insane – my characters’ trauma drama will!!