D-O-N-E DONE

The manuscript was sent off to the editor TODAY.

There will be much celebrating.

Twinkies may be involved.

And Monk reruns. Lots and lots of Monk reruns.

But this will come after the dancing in the streets.

Confessions

Confession #1. I got a little too emotionally-invested in my daughter's 5th grade report of Famous Person Beverly Cleary. I didn't realize how much she means to me. I didn't even have a dysfunctional childhood to retreat from, she just made life more enjoyable. Love love Henry, Ribsy, Beezus, Ramona...*BIG SIGH*

Confession #2. My senior-aged son was wearing his 6th grade T-shirt the other day. Is this a problem? I promise I'm feeding him. Maybe the shirt was just ginormous on him all those years ago and now he's growing into it?

Confession #3. To the guy in the white truck at the light on Ellsworth and Broadway: It was nothing personal when I yelled "You can check out anytime you like, but you can never leave." Just having a little Hotel California moment on the radio.

Confession #4. I thought writing the first line of a novel was hard, but try the last. I do not know how to make it NOT sound like the cheesiest of cheese. I want to evoke that "ahhh" factor, not make the reader gag like someone's sprayed a can of Cheez Whiz down their throat. Advice welcome.

Confession #5. After I finish editing that last line to death (see #4) then I'm going to send it off to a professional editor. I'm so close I can taste it (is it the cheese maybe?).

The War of Art

I've just barely begun reading The War of Art by Steven Pressfield, but this quote knocked my socks off.

"If tomorrow morning by some stroke of magic every dazed and benighted soul woke up with the power to take the first step toward pursuing his or her dreams, every shrink in the directory would be out of business. Prisons would stand empty. The alcohol and tobacco industries would collapse, along with the junk food, cosmetic surgery, and infotainment businesses, not to mention pharmaceutical companies, hospitals, and the medical profession from top to bottom. Domestic abuse would become extinct, as would addiction, obesity, migraine headaches, road rage, and dandruff."

Never deny the power your dream has to make this world a better place.

Need. Chocolate.

No chocolate to be found in the entire house!

Nary a Raisinet which is what I resorted to snacking on yesterday.

Who can work in these conditions?

Book Bomb--Variant by Robison Wells

Find out what a Book Bomb is and then join in by buying Variant from Amazon on November 10th for the reader in your life. Maybe that's YOU.

You get a great book and you help someone out at the same time. (It's time to start Christmas shopping anyway.)

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