This is the current state of my WIP, The Guy Upstairs.
Most of these chapters are from various incarnations of the book. Some have been edited and put aside; while others have yet to be spell-checked. Many have reached a dead end and will be hacked into pieces and dispersed to other parts of the story. Maybe one will be copied and pasted but I highly doubt it.
Whereas my husband sees a mess (he’s a screenwriter and doesn’t have to worry about prose or internal monologues that slow the pacing – that’s what soundtracks and actors are for), I see hope that there will be a finished manuscript with a logical, three-act structure and a satisfying ending. Although there might not be any room left for a sexy scene. Sorry Grandma.