Sometimes the urge to answer emails and check on my social network pages is just a way of avoiding working on the book for an hour. This particular book is getting emotional on a progressive curve and I wasn't really expecting that, but it's the way the book has to be written.
I am letting it take me where it wants to go but sometimes it acts like an unruly child who wants its own way and I have to be more of a disciplinarian. (editing)
I am still waiting for the day off I promised myself, but I know that it was a fantasy I created to convince myself to work now and play later.
At least the autobiography is out of the way. I had to rename it for my publisher's sake. They have a lot of LIVING THE MOMENT titles apparently.
My Story - Chapter One???
It's hard to be original when you're in the midst of being so glad the book is finished and you want to move on.
Who will buy it anyways?
I'll put it in a time capsule and like a squirrel I'll forget where I buried it.
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