Speaking of first drafts, Shards, my urban fantasy novella is nearly finished. A couple more scenes, then off to the side while I get cracking on Persian Flames.
Persian Flames has aggravated me. I wrote so much of it before realising the story had a pivotal flaw, unfixable. So the story got canned (I didn't cry, but I did swear) and I've been turning over new ideas. And boy, have a I dreamed up a cracker. Gorgeous. I have the characters, the major internal and external conflicts, and I'm feeling my way through the twists and turns of the plot. It's totally different to where I was before, but it works! I can't wait to start the serious writing.