This past Monday, Timehop reminded me that it was a year ago this week that I started drafting a novel with no title. I called it the Salem Project for no other reason than the story takes place in Salem, MA. Some day, I'll get around to coming up with a real title, but that day is not today.
Anyway, I got about halfway through this contemporary project about a lesbian teen trying to get over her first girlfriend while an arsonist targets the Wiccans in town. Things slowed but I powered through. I attended an amazing writing retreat in Wales that April, wrote over 30K in one week, and finished my first draft.
I took a few weeks off from the story and then dutifully dived into revisions. But then something interesting happened.
In May 2015, I came out as bisexual.
And I stopped writing.