And So It Begins
I just wrote Chapter One of Pale Gods, my sixth novel. 2300 words.
I've talked about it before, but to try to describe it again: it's a zombie version of Moby Dick, the way The Lion King is a lion version of Hamlet - if you know the original, things take on a new meaning(s), but the story stands on its own and doesn't use any of the same words or characters or plot actions.
I even got to work in analogs to two minor characters that I hadn't been planning on - Elijah and Charity! Go me!
Always feels good to start!