Writing….

“I am your friend, which is why I’m going to smack you upside the head if you keep putting yourself down.” Sable glared at her. “Stop with the whining about what you think you’re not, and just think about what you’ve done in the past year. You’ve went against your family and quit a reliable stable job to run a pub. In running that pub you’ve learned how to bartend, cook, and bounce drunk idiots out the door. You made the first move on Jake, which led to you having sex on that freakin’ pool table right there!” She heaved a sigh and stared at Miranda. “The only person who think you’re not strong is you, Mandy. It’s time to open up your eyes and see who you really are.”
Who wants to guess what story I’m finally writing? Hint, it’s a sequel that’s been on the back burner for too many years.