I feel like dancing! Singing! And maybe even throwing a party in my own honor. You know, one of those on-the-spot…let’s-get-everyone-together-and-celebrate kind of parties. Why?
***** BECAUSE I FINISHED WRITING MY BOOK *****
Forty-One highly-focused, grueling hours were spent butt-in-chair over a three day period this past week in order to accomplish this feat. Without a doubt, this is the second most difficult thing I have ever done in my life. My recent marathon of writing does not even consider the countless weeks, months, and years I worked on it up to now.
Elated, I encrypted the chapters and emailed it off to another experienced writer (also, an excellent editor). I realize the reality of what lies ahead: deleting text, making corrections, rearranging chapters (AGAIN). It is all part of the process. I am also prepared to revitalize a lot of work I left on the cutting-room floor.
As any good writer knows, after reading your own work a bazillion times, you no longer see the mistakes. The stark truth is that even after massive and thorough edits on my part, there are many errors I did not catch. Even the still-ahead major corrections will pale in comparison to what it took to get me here. Blood, sweat and tears doesn’t even come close to describing it.
Holding a final printed copy in my hands is now a close reality for me. BRING IT!