I've been hitting the keys and bic pretty hard in the last 48 hours. I'm still riding my euphoria wave and it feels pretty good. I'll be sure to remember these beautiful moments when I stroll down writer's block lane in the future.

I've been working on a number of projects simultaneously. The first is my non-fiction assignment for my class. I'm truly challenged by this assignment because I'm still trying to determine the voice I want to speak in. My story is definitely for 8-9 year olds, but somehow my tone doesn't seem right.

My second and third projects fiction pieces that I've had critiqued and have been cleaned up. One I've sent a query letter out and the other I was in the process of sending out for purchase, but I will enter it into a competition instead. Here's to success or the thickening of my skin.

Oh and I almost forgot. I just inquired about a local critique group in my area and I'm petrified at the notion of working in the "real world". All my bold strides in the world of writing I've taken behind the virtual wall of the internet where anonymity gives me the courage to reach out. There's nothing shielding me from the real world in a real world critique group. I'm going to be the naked woman standing on stage with the world laughing at me! What have I done?

Hey, I can panic if I want to...