I just killed off my protagonists parents...
And now I'm feeling...
Just like a few months ago when I killed off a main character in another novel.
Seriously, though, they were nice people, they were great people.
They took my little protagonist in, raised her as their own,
moved from town to town when things got hairy.
You see, while novel dos is out to the beta's, I decided to start an entirely new project.
Part deux took a lot out of me, and I still feel like I rushed the last third of the novel
and I need to go back and do some edits.
But I'm wiped.
Now, here I sit, new project, new story.
typing my fingers to the bone
staying up late
making boboli for dinner
Still, I killed off those sweet people.
Hopefully I can live with myself, enough to finish this.
May you rest in peace