to be done...well, kind of

are we ever really done? i told my dad this morning that i finally submitted my first draft of my novel entitled "falling stars" late last night. i wrote in my last post that i was done writing my book, and yes, i was being honest. but then i had to type it into my Storyist software to get all the formatting and a proper page count, and then i had to read the entire book to catch as many typos and big issues as possible. my first draft, without any chapter designation is 286 pages. 62,351 words.  do you know how long it takes to read that? it makes my forty-page papers in college look like peanuts. and forty pages was long when i was trying to show how the company Hasbro could have a better business plan...snooze fest.

this 286 pages was way easier than that 40, trust me. but still, it took forever it felt like to get through it. my eyes started rolling back into my head, something i hope my husband didn't see (because it looks like i'm possessed).

ok, so back to this morning. i told my dad i sent it in to my girl Sarah in new york. i love you Sarah. everyone needs a Sarah, by the way.  he said: "well, that's just the first draft though isn't it?"

haha, yes, dad. it's the first one. the first of many i'm sure. but it's the hardest one by far. and as Sarah reminds me all the time, now i can let go and breathe. and then come back to it during the editing process with a renewed spirit. the editing process, when 286 pages will most likely get to 400 plus, that's when it really gets fun.

i could ramble on and on about this for days, but i have some living to do. i feel free right now. free to...go read someone else's book for a change. yippee.

SO the moral of the story is that no, you're never done. there's always another draft, another chapter to write. so today, i'm going to take a minute to celebrate the mini victory i have...wait for my notes, and get back to it.

*if i can make this my job, i will be the happiest person on the planet.

have a WONDERFUL week.

ahr