At this rate, I’m not going to finish my Death Dealer novel. I’ve got 45 chapters done and I’m just too burned out to continue at this point. (I’m pretty sure that my temp job at the Salvation Army had something to do with it as well, plus my screwed up sleep cycle.)
So I’m going to jump to another new novel that I came up with last week titled The 602 and work on that. The novel is set in the late 22nd century (2187) that deals with a bad girl, a nerd boy and a corporate conspiracy involving Earth’s first warp-capable ship.
(If I just did the bad girl is redeemed by the nerd boy trope that is common on Watt Pad, this novel wouldn’t gain any traction. So I thought of something a little bit different is the fare for the day.)
Of course, this will mean that my aforementioned novel won’t be completed for a little while, but I don’t want to deep-six the book by forcing the issue. A good distraction might cause me to finish that book (and a couple others), but as it stands, my energy reserves are shot. (Plus, I have a new kitten to deal with so that just sucks even more energy out of me.)