I absolutely love my opening chapters which were originally just supposed to be a vignette about how my daughter met an actual boy she started dating. I didn’t specially set out to write a novel.
Probably the chapter(s) when the main character was dealing with the ‘monster’ in her head, telling her what to do, what to think, and how to feel.
My phone, a stack of books, lip balm, hand lotion.
Procrastinate, and then write. Except for when it came to Sad Perfect. I wrote that sucker in three months. It erupted out of me like lava. Actually though, I need to be hooked up to something good on Pandora and usually will go back through the chapter I wrote the day before to remind me where I was at, and then I will go from there. A good day is 1,500-2,000 words a session.
Hands down my daughter McKaelen. Sad Perfect would not exist if it were not for what McKaelen had gone through with her eating disorder ARFID and her journey through recovery.