I want to start logging my progress on a weekly basis, even though, I’ll be honest–so far progress is lacking. There’s just a lot of LIFE happening right now, and also a lot of freelance work, and zero novel writing happened last week. Or the week before that. I’m going to
do my best to make it happen this week, or else I’m going to fall too far behind to catch up. Hopefully these progress updates will help keep me accountable.
At any rate…
Words so far: 4,141
Completed scenes so far: 3
Here’s an unspoilery snippet:
Everyone looked at Gus, who sat bent over his open menu. He glanced up at the waitress. “I’m gonna need a few minutes.”
“Gus!” Chris didn’t even try to hide her exasperation. “You always do this, and you _always_ end up getting the patty melt.”
“Something else might look good to me this time.”
She reached over and grabbed his menu, eliciting a “Hey!” from him as she handed it to the waitress. “He’ll have the patty melt.”
Vanessa quirked an eyebrow at him. “You sure, sugar?”
“Yeah,” he said, sounding defeated. “It’s fine.”
“All righty, then. One patty melt, one cheeseburger with fries, and one ultimate breakfast, coming right up.”
“What’s got you so cranky?” he asked after she left.
“I’m not cranky. I’m just not in the mood for your usual nonsense.”
“See,” he pointed at her, “that’s cranky.”
“You do seem a little cranky,” Derek agreed.
Chris rolled her eyes. “I’m _not_ cranky. I’m just hungry and I don’t want to wait an extra five minutes so Gus can read the entire menu before he decides to get another frickin’ patty melt!”
“Okay, you’re right,” said Gus. “That’s not cranky. That’s actually called ‘hangry’.”
Chris took the paper tube off of her straw, crumpled it up and threw it at him. It smacked him right between the eyes.
Oh, and PS – I’m looking for advance readers for Kindred Spirits. If you’re a reviewer, book blogger or bookstagrammer who would like to read and review or otherwise feature it and you don’t mind a PDF ARC, get in touch and I’ll hook you up!