(Imagine me dancing and singing in my kitchen)
I did it, I did it. I really, really did it. Oh yeah! Alright! I’m a rock star.
My entire novel is WRITTEN. Sure it took ten months (really only eight if you don’t count the two months that I didn’t write at all), sucked the life out of me, and made me want to delete it at least a dozen times. But, IT. IS. DONE!!
Am I ready to query? Heck no! Does it stink in a lot of places? Oh my goodness, yes. Yet, it has a beginning, middle and end. Not that I’m happy with the end (actually the last four chapters are making me crazy), but it’s done.
AND THE EPILOGUE IS AWESOME! It was a little flash of brilliance in an otherwise dismal denouement. Not that the writing was perfect, but the idea is just lovely.
I wish you all a season full of happy moments just like this one! WAHOOOOOOO!!!!