Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Closer to Done, But Where Am I Again?
I was supposed to drop my manuscript to the interested publishing parties, but then things changed two weeks ago. (By the way, I feel like hell in a handbag. Really strange and unfocused. Everything feels different now, though it all appears to be the same. It's like crossing over some threshold you didn't know about, and now you're on the other side. How do people do it?) I'm glad I didn't deliver the manuscript because I see now that the last section needs some more layers. Somehow, working on adding texture is about the only thing that makes sense, which is a bummer for the people who employ me. Everyone is being super nice. Anyway, it does occur to me that I finished my novel and my dad died. Anyone who knows my story knows that that's just plain weird.