I Killed It!!!

Well...it died, at any rate. The first chapter of Ninth Grade Sucks, despite still existing as an ugly blobby thing that squeeches (it's a word now, look it up in A Guide to Speaking Heather) its way across the floor, is finished. And, strangely, it looks a lot like my first go.

I'm much happier with it now and can finally move on to where I left off--finishing up the fourth chapter. I already have the fifth and eighth chapters written. (Vlad was in the mood to share them, I was in the mood to write them) And, so far, writing Ninth Grade Sucks is just as strange as writing Eighth Grade Bites was. It's a bizarre mishmash of moments which, according to my experience with Eighth Grade Bites, will eventually smooth out into quite the tale. I just have to trust that Vlad will get me there again. I've said it before and I'll say it again: I don't tell the story, Vlad does. I merely transcribe it.

What are you transcribing lately?