I have just completed the first draft of the last chapter of my first book. It is a bittersweet feeling. I have wanted to write a book since I was a teenager and now, I have some dusting and cleaning to do, but I have pretty much completed my longest personal dream.
YAHOO!
On the other hand. The joy I felt almost every day, when I started writing, no later than 6 a.m. will pass. For the near future, I go back to consulting and writing for businesses, just like I used to do--until I come up with an idea for my next book and I hope that will happen soon. In that area, thanks for so many good suggestions, but none so far have made my heart go lubdub as this saga has done.
My god. What happens next?
