I just wanted to write a quick post (I actually mean a quick post, this time... I know I deceived you last time) this evening before I continue what I started last night.

I managed to write about 1500 words last night, not as much as I'd hoped, but I was struggling to write the first chapter of what is, for the time being anyway, a horror novel. I managed to finish the very short chapter, although I can see that it need some serious work. I read back through it when I had finished, and I was somewhat happy with what I wrote, but honestly don't know if I need the chapter that I wrote last night.

I've had a pretty good idea where this story was going to for a long time now, I've just had a hard time working it all out in my head, hence my trying to develop it properly. But what I found that I had written last night simply might not work in a traditional novel structure. Keep in mind, this story was originally intended to be developed into a screenplay.

Anyway, I'm working on it, and I feel great. Sitting in a dark room, the sound of rain and thunder outside the window while I plugged away... It really was a great feeling.

But, it's about 11:30, and I plan to start writing the last chapter of the book tonight. Is that weird? Writing the opening chapter last night, then skipping immediately to the final chapter... Doesn't really seem like a natural process. However, This story is really about the ending, and it should have such an important emotional impact that I feel I need to get it written down, then tie the rest of the peices together to get there.

If it's strange I apologize, but at least I'm working on it.

I'll have more tomorrow.