At some point you have to stop researching and start writing.
Yesterday produced a great starting point that I am excited to get back to. Two decent pages of what could be a potential prologue or a first chapter. I haven’t decided yet, depends on how long it becomes and whether or not it gets away from me. I’ve always struggled with establishing the catalyst in my character’s life that sent her down the rabbit hole, especially when it comes to condensing.
It’s a beautifully chilly day here in the Pacific Northwest, perfect for inspiring the dark, twisted soul that resides in me, and my tea kettle has now finished boiling a huge pot of water. Now I’m ready for some serious brooding and deep contemplation over jasmine green tea.