In order to give my poor, abused median nerve a break, I got a dictation program to write my books with. And it is amazing. A chapter of over 4,500 words that would have taken me two or three days to write by typing now took me a day. Perhaps my readers should be happier about getting chapters faster, but with the way I’m slowly tormenting them with book three’s romantic couple, this dictation program is just incentive for me to be even more evil for longer and more efficiently.
Maybe I’ll kill someone off dramatically. Maybe I’ll throw in an especially nasty twist. I feel like the Devil himself. I say words and make strangers feel anguish. This may very well be some sort of writing Satan Complex, but I’m going with it.