So I have chapter 1 finished. The rough draft of it, anyway. I've started on chapter 2, and let's just say that conversation in a restaurant is grueling to write. x_x But I'm trying my best. It's pretty typical conversation. I'd like to try and finish up at least that scene tonight, then I have no idea where this story is going to go...but I really like these two characters, they're so much fun to write about. I was tempted to make Vincent a Prince fanboy, but I think that would be pushing it with this story. xD It's already whacked out enough as it is, and I don't even really have any good places to go after this one scene. Urgh. It's killing me. BUT I'M DOING MY BEST.

I have a coke, iTunes is up and running, and I plan on spending a good majority of the night trying to get this sucker going. I have so many good ideas, it's just a point of knowing where and when to plant them in the story.

David M. Bailey is really inspiring. This song gives me chills. :< He's such a good musician/lyricist.

Anywho...off to storyland.

Ta-ta. ;)

First entry. <3

The small motor bike hummed down the road, the early morning breeze cooling. In a way, it felt strange and new to Francine. Vincent was smiling and had leaned back in his seat.

“So, where are we headed?” he asked.

Francine’s eyes were trained intently on the road, “I have no idea.” She was unsure and thrilled about what lay ahead in the days to come, “That’s what makes it an adventure."

More to come as the days progress. :)