I am so, so excited because tonight, I finished a new novel. And it may be the one I'm most excited about out of everything I've written. About a week ago, I had an idea, and I started typing. It's the first time I've ever written a book like this - no outline, no guidelines. It was completely written in the moment, wherever the words took me at that particular moment. Usually, I plan and plot out chapters and while my storyline always shifts, it stays pretty close to the template I've made. This time, however, was more of a free flow of ideas with no set parameters.  It's a love story - of course - but I am so in love with these characters. Just like many writers, there's pieces of my own life story strewn into some of the pages; write what you know, they always say. Sometimes, the ability to put stories like this into writing is cathartic in a way; it's a way to tell a story that has little pieces of you wrapped up in it. Anyway, I just finished and I ...