I have finished a round of edits that I received back in May 2011. I worked all Saturday night and early Sunday morning.
One glass of red wine and two cups of coffee later, I was hitting send and twitching like a mofo. I'm so happy I FINALLY did this. I don't know what got into me. I started to get really scared that my book would never be published and those thoughts crippled my fingers. I just couldn't touch those pages.
The fact that it's almost the end of the year stirred me into action. I feel 30 pounds lighter, y'all.
I'm going on three years...I've been working on this book for three years!!!
So my editor I hired gave me back awesome feedback the last time. I had to change a bunch of chapters around...combine stuff, take out all the blog entries (whaaaa?!) and add more time-friendly stuff. Even the title changed on that bad boy! It's no longer a memoir, dear friends....more a collection of short stories about all the ish that a dreamer goes through when trying to go after the big fish.
My editor has oodles of stuff on her plate, so I don't expect any feedback for a long, long time, but I still feel super close and relieved that I've stopped slacking.
To be continued...