The Girl Who Was On Fire

I know, I know, haven’t blogged all week! But don’t worry, I’m not about to drop off the face of the planet again. πŸ™‚

Finished reading Mockingjay last night at midnight, but didn’t go to bed until one-thirty, as I found I needed some processing time. I’m still processing. Not going to say anymore because I refuse to spoil it for anyone, but look for a review sometime soon-ish.

On a side note, I’m never pre-ordering anything again. My Mockingjays weren’t in at Borders on Tuesday like they were supposed to be, so I ended up buying two different copies so’s me and the roomie could actually read them on release day! The other copies still aren’t in yet, and I’m not looking forward to the fun ordeal of returning them when they do show up. *sigh*

You’ll be shocked to hear that in amongst devouring Mockingjay, I actually did some writing! About halfway through Chapter Seven, and it’s going well. So far I’ve added nearly 9,500 words to the novel in Draft #2. This is frightening. I feel like Draft #3 is going to be all about finding things to cut cut cut cut cut. And here I was all excited that I finally wrote a short novel!!

I will leave you with a couple pictures taken in the new abode’s LIBRARY. Yes. It’s okay to be jealous. πŸ™‚

My bookshelf against the freshly painted walls!

Tea in the library! And yes, that’s a TARDIS teapot. πŸ™‚

Hanging in my comfy green chair, about to get some noveling done!