Saturday, February 2, 2013
Yep, I think it's done.
I'm sort of afraid to pull the trigger on this thing, but I don't think there's anything more to say.
I've spent the last two evenings reading my manuscript, and I don't know what more I could do to make it any better.
The scary thing about a memoir is wondering how those close to me will react to it. Therefore, I'm not telling them! I'm actually not telling anybody, except for you.
Now comes the (second) hard part: Getting my book formatted; outfitted with a pretty cover; and ready for sale.
And then, I can say I did it.
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