I read through the first 20k of Reluctant.
Surprisingly, the first three chapters are okay *grin*. Four and Five are getting there. Now it’s the joy of the middle. I hate the middle. I know I have to push everything forward to reach the ‘black moment’ or whatever other term you want to use. But middles drag. And the worse place of all is the middle of the middle. Argh.
Plus the fact that it’s about 20k of angst and sex…
It’s a tough job, isn’t it…?