Well. I did it! I finished Who I Kissed and turned it into my editor exactly less than 24 hours ago. (I was going to give an exact time but seriously, I'm tired. My brain is fried. Estimations will suffice)
I know it's not done. As in done done. Lovely Leah, super editor, will read and contemplate and send me back revisions, and that's okay. I actually really like the revision process of a novel. Not that I haven't already done lots of work and re-work. Who I Kissed was an edit as I go project. A weaving journey.
Right now. Today. I'm pleased with it. Of course my brain is still really really full of it, as in I worked on it pretty hard and in pretty high gear to get it written to a fairly short deadline. Again. That's okay. I'm a pretty fast writer. But I haven't really had a chance to step back from it and then look at it with fresh eyes. That will come in January.
But it has some good bits I think. Hope. Pray. Of course there are sad points. The synopsis kind of acts as a spoiler for that. Girl has a peanut butter sandwich, kisses boy and kills him not realizing he is deathly allergic to peanuts. But there's lighter things. And cute boys.
It's a journey of self discovery. Angels even have a role. And a funny little dog named Fredrick who looks kind of (okay exactly) like this:
But now as I emerge from my writer cave, I see that Christmas is almost here. Funny how it does that the same time every year, yet it always seems to sneak in unexpectedly. My house is a true disaster zone. My boy is having a sleepover party tomorrow, and there's domestic work to be done. After this weekend I am planning to collapse for a while. And then we'll be off to visit family and then back and ready for a brand new year.
2011 has been a full one. That's for sure. But that's another talk for another day.
Happy Christmas Shopping. See you on the flip side!