I haven't done much writing today. Between dreams that made me miss my mother as though her death was fresh, and my IBS causing discomfort, I did not feel like it. Since I am trying to make myself work on the book daily, I read through some parts and cleaned up some of the typos and misused words. There are still some dialogue areas that I need to polish, they feel unnatural to me.
I did get some descriptions and idea down on paper last night that I have to find a way to work into the story. Maybe not in book one. There is a lot of story to go!