I knew this would happen.
Sure, letting my Cozy Mystery dinghy bob around in literary waters was a good logical decision, but logic has never played well with my brain.
I spent yesterday OCD-ing over the imagery in a chapter’s opening scene. Splashing around in literary concepts, I got nothing ‘mystery’ done on the book.
Nothing.
A dingbat in a dinghy, that’s me.
Until tomorrow…
Chloe