Woe is a Word
Pam sat back and blew out a breath as the document uploaded to her email. When it was ready, she pressed send.
This is it. I’m finally done.
A smile played across her face at knowing her first completed novel was on the way to her publisher. After three years and countless rewrites, she accomplished her first goal.
Now for the sequel. She picked up a blank notebook and pen and stared at the paper. The story had been alive throughout her first book, but now, not a single word came to her.
Sighing, she chuckled.
Coffee. I need coffee.