Well, to update those of you that were wondering about that book I made this big deal about for 30 days…
I finished it, as far as that contest goes. And I even let my mom read it. This might come as a surprise to you, but she was very supportive.
So, all that’s left now, is to edit. Edit really means write nearly 50% more book, considering the 50,000 word minimum would make for a pretty short book. Now. I just need to open it. I was going to, I swear. I even thought about it on my trip.
Here’s the thing: I’m a chicken. As long as it sits in that file, it’s a good book. It’s a book that might be published some day. I hardly remember if I butchered anything for the sake of getting it done. And mom’s too nice to let me know…I’ve never been much of an editor – I over-edit. So, I might tear it all up. Then what would I do? I’m doing what any normal person would do: procrastinating.
It’s not even like I have anything better to do. But it’s just sitting there. I’m really hoping to get up the nerve to get to work on it soon, so, I’ll keep you posted. Feel free to give me a hard time (or a beer) to get me going.