This past week was more difficult than usual.  The project lost has some challenging content, a child loses their parents in a motor vehicle accident.  I understand and seen first hand that the mourning of an adult is very different than that of a child.  I am trying to depict the accurate account of both the physical and mentor rigors, of mourning or even PTSD in children.  Between remembering the recent family tragedies that  I encountered as I watched children within the same age range handle the manifestation of grief and the researching, this has emotionally drained me.  I am only outlining, but when I go to write this during Camp NaNoWriMo, I already see scenes that will be hard to write.  I was able to finish the scene-by-scene outline for Act I  and started Act II. This project will have me dig deep, but I need to stay honest about the situation and the characters.

Project Forgotten, on the other hand, had been printed, bound, and currently occupies an area on a  shelf below my desk.  Out of sight, but always on my mind.