I immediately went to bed and felt a billion times better.
The rest of the day was listening to music, planning the next scene in my book, and packing packing packing. I couldn't believe it was becoming real. I've got less than 48 hours and I'm on a plane to Ireland. Wow.
I decided to pull out those travel books I collected when I was a kid, and got excited about how close everything was. How beautiful Dingle is.
I then got to sit down with a full brain and write the first scene with Portia. Oh Portia. It was so much fun.
Kaitlin reminded me the other day that even though it's a dark story, there are going to be moments that will stick out to readers: the moments where characters connect with the readers. And I think that's helped me in this chapter that I wrote tonight. I remembered to have fun, to reach out and make the reader enjoy their time in this hellish landscape.
So thanks, Kate. You're a rock star.
Also, this is the most amazing musical ever, and I may or may not have been listening to it way too much: