Salem was everything it needed to be--and more. I am refreshed, rejuvenated, filled with passion and constant and consistent energy. I had this week off from work, so once we got home from Massachusetts, I did a complete rehaul of my Temple Room (I do this about every six months or so--it keeps it fresh, and I get so reinvigorated in the sacred space!), sat down in it and finished "The Witch Sea," came up with the storylines for the rest of my anthology,
Love Devours: Tales of Monstrous Adoration, created the cover...
(I THINK IT SHINY. <3)

And then I wrote down the outline of the final re-write of
Twixt. And began it.
If you have been with me from the beginning of
Twixt, you know what this book is to me, what it does to me, how deeply and passionately I have loved and hated it. It is my muse of a book. It is my ultimate book. It has taken me through the worst depression writing has ever given me, and the most ultimate of highs that writing has ever given me, and it is my magnum opus of creation...
And, this last re-write, literally
years in the making, has begun.
I am ecstatic beyond words. And I feel so fucking satisfied, I could burst.
It's about time,
Twixt. You were worth waiting for. <3