I haven’t blogged in a while. I’ve been so wrapped up in trying to finish my book, end-of-the-school-year functions for my kids, helping my father with my mother (who is hell-bent on spending the rest of her life not walking, lying in a recliner watching the Hallmark channel, and drinking Coke), and the occasional stomach virus (daughter has it and can’t shake it). I decided to give a little update on my book and I will write until my daughter runs to the bathroom again. A mother’s work is never done. LOL
So, late Thursday night, I wrote the last sentence of Blind Sight, the first book in the Celadon Circle series. I sat there and stared at that sentence for at least five minutes. It seemed unreal. After struggling for almost seven months, after running back and forth to hospitals, juggling family time, being stretched ten different ways, and believing I would never get this book finished…suddenly, it was.
I expected to be elated. I waited for that rush of euphoria, for the smile that would stay plastered on my face for days to come. Nothing happened. It is terrible that a single person can suck all the joy out of your life. What was supposed to be a magical moment (writing has always been magical for me) turned into a JOB. Lately, that is how I’ve felt about everything in my life – just jobs to be done.
However, there is a small part of me that is happy I finished the book. With all I have going on in my life, I could have just thrown it in a drawer and said “To hell with it.” No one would have blamed me. Instead, I persevered. I didn’t give up, even when I wanted to. I decided NOT to let the tornado I’ve been swept up in take away everything I’ve worked for.
I know I’m not the only one to ever feel like this. Bad things happen in our lives every day. I guess it is how we deal with them that defines us as a person. Thankfully, I have never been one to give up easily. I learned that from my father and I hope it is a trait I pass to my own children.
So, now I wait. My lovely publisher received the MS late last night. She will go over it and if she approves, she will then send it to my editor. In the meantime, I have acknowledgements to write and the book cover to get finished. I have so many people to thank for pushing me along, helping me up when I stumbled…I’d need a whole chapter to just name them all. That is not a bad thing.
Later, when the publication date draws near, I have another blog post planned about the book itself. Every author eventually pens a manuscript that is either accepted by the public or rejected. This will be mine. I know the the consequences of putting such a book out and I am ready to face them. Stick and stones and all that…
Lastly, I want to thank those of you who have stood by me, read my books, left reviews (good and bad), and kept me going. Writing is my passion. I hope the readers feel that when they pick up one of my books. I love you all! <3