So the first chapter............
Cue the Pointer Sisters and all together now everyone: "I'm so excited! And I just can't hide it! I'm about to lose control and I think I like it!"
Then cue me:
Sitting down in front of the computer.
Forgetting my coffee.
Justifying surfing the internet because I can't really be expected to sip super hot coffee and write at the same time.
Finding inane videos on YouTube to watch, snorting in contempt at what people are willing to screen to the entire world but then scanning the suggested videos for more.
Realising that it is now lunch time and I can't possible write on an empty stomach.
Waking up and being shocked to find it's almost dinner time.
Preparing dinner all the while scolding myself for sleeping when I should have been plotting or conflicting or characterising or something.
Eating dinner in front of a blank page, doing my best to ignore the fact a semi-but-not-really interesting show is on tv.
Eating dessert (ahem of course it's fruit - strawberry ice cream counts doesn't it) in front of the tv looking for conflict ideas within the New York cop show that started after the semi-but-not-really interesting show that was on during dinner finished.
Realising that despite the nap I had this afternoon that I am actually stonkered* and that an early night means an early start and tomorrow I will really start writing.
Just as soon as I have breakfast........
Actually I did manage to get a first draft done - correction: I got three first drafts done. Two false starts where the beginning just didn't feel right so third time lucky and now I have a starting point for editing.
*stonkered = an Aussie term for really super dooper rooper tired.