The Thing I Was Trying To Write
My work-in-progress (WIP) looks nothing like it used to.
I started These Ghosts of Ours — which I hesitantly call a novel — an embarrasingly long time ago, as a teenager.
I’ve actually probably been working on it for half my life at this point, although I’ve had massive breaks of years when I didn’t do anything on it at all because my life was imploding in various ways, shapes, and forms. 😅