Tonight I finished the first edit of the rough draft of my first book. I fixed all the obvious typos and grammatical errors and it’s time to get it to my editors. Major milestone has been accomplished.
I always dreamed of writing a book and now I can say that it was the hardest thing I’ve ever done. Not just the actual writing but the endless days of sitting at a computer. My tan is gone, I’m a bit chubby from lack of exercise, I haven’t had fresh air in months and I’m not sure if my friends remember me.
I promise to spend the next week doing absolutely nothing responsible. Except for the mandatory make-money-work thing. But I’ll try to slack there, too. I’m going to swim and sail and paddle and play and stay out way past my bedtime, and I’m so excited.
I’m having a hard time figuring out why I’m sitting at my computer writing right now.