I've finished chapter 7, and will be starting on chapter 8 soon. The writing appears to be coming along quite smoothly, even more smoothly than I had originally anticipated. I have found that I've begun to start to feel a little burnt out. I may have to start taking more breaks, getting up and moving around. I've just felt so compelled to sit and write that I have mostly just sat in front of the computer and typed all day. Once the weather warms up a bit, I hope to be able to get out and do some running. Not only will it be good for me to move around and exercise, but it is usually a good time to work out problems I'm having with story flow and direction or plot development. Anyways, I seem to be doing pretty good with the chapter a day goal I've been going for. Cross your fingers that I can keep up that pace. Thanks for reading!
My new short story The Call of Fate is available for preorder. Here is a short excerpt: Wogan Nance, more commonly referred to as Boot Chuck by his squad, looked out over the sprawling camp of the army. Tents were lined up orderly in rows for as far as the eye could see. Soldiers milled around cook fires, sharpened swords, and fletched arrows, mostly staying close to their own squad's compound of tents and supplies. He wondered how many soldiers were like himself, hiding their true nature to keep from being used up in short order. He wondered how many secret mages, or at least those with the ability to become mages lurked in midst of the throng of these men and women. Mages were a hot commodity in the Imperial Army as it swept across the continent claiming new lands for its own. Magic turned the tide in battle for whichever side had the most numerous mages. While ability helped greatly, a large number of fledgling mages could overcome a seasoned magical user in due time, at th