I turned in a book last night. So many emotions hit you right after you hit send. First, euphoria because you get a break from the LONG stream of 15+ hour days. Then nerves because you hope your editor doesn’t call to say you gotta start again. From scratch. Then today? The crash. Don’t know why I planned to make things up to my family by hella-cleaning and baking because I keep starting stuff then finding myself staring at a wall. The brain–she’s just not altogether there. LOL
Category: My Writing Life