First Chapter finished.

And oy, it's thin. I really struggle with description. Dialogue I get...or at least I think I do. And as always, point of view and tense are a constant problem.

I started it with a wedding set in real place in my own life. Certain blog followers may find it familiar to them. The names have been changed to protect the innocent.

So anyway, I slogged through it in my own way. 'Just thought I'd let you know.

Here's an excerpt of it:

"When the last bridesmaid walks, it is Dawns turn. She steps out into the church sanctuary. She stares up into the wood-paneled ceiling- the very same ceiling she spent years staring into every Sunday during church. The red carpet underfoot was the same and the walls were painted a very subtle “Baptist” green, just as it had been 20 years prior. The smell was the same. The piano, the organ, the choir loft, where she'd stood many times...that's where she had to walk to. She just had to get down the aisle and stand on the third level. Pastor was there, smiling broadly over the whole scene, as he had at almost every wedding she'd ever been to.
She didn't let herself look at the crowd. Her mother let out a muffled sob when she passed that caused an annoyance that dampened the terror a bit. She found herself somehow in place, watching the crowd stand as Ce-Ce stepped into the doorway.
The march began, and Dawn felt hot tears ripping through her painted face. It was over. This was the end of the silly times. The end of giggling and shopping and crying over Anne of Green Gables."

Editing. Lots and lots of editing will be needed. I've got years and years and years of re-writes. I may publish this in the year 2050.