I have, I think, just started the beginning a novel-length manuscript. I am busily outlining and sketching out scenes, and the plot just keeps growing, the number of potential characters expanding. I’ve only ever written one story of any size–a novella that is still raw and very unfinished–but this feels really promising. I’m trying not to let anxiety take hold in my brain–right now, I’m just trying to feel fresh and excited. Four thousand words yesterday, two thousand today… who knows what’ll happen tomorrow?