Birth of a Novel

Two weeks ago,  I issued a challenge to you and to myself.  I asked you to set one or more goals, limit your distractions and report back on your results. 


So, what you were able to accomplish?

Whether or not you choose to share your goals  or results is your decision; but I hope that over the past two weeks, you realized just how important it is to limit your distractions when pursuing something that matters. 


As a reminder, I had given myself the tasks of losing five pounds and finishing my novel. 

Well, here I go…

Pounds lost:  3.8,  close but no cigar. 

Novel:  finished,  yeah baby, all 128,944 words and 595 pages of it!

It is dark outside, and I sit on my back porch, sipping champagne and reflecting on the prior two weeks, that were really, the final weeks of what has been a seven month labor of love.   

Like a new mother, I am spent.  

The last seven months have been a roller coaster of emotion and I have ridden the highs of seeing the plot start to come together, the characters develop,  the glimpses of talent I feared were nonexistent, and the lows of feeling immobilized by self doubt that threatened to consume me with abject self loathing.  

There was also much joy.  

Today was one of those days.  I started my day with a root canal but did not mind much because I knew that I had the rest of the day finish the last chapter of my novel.   I was surprised when I found myself choking back tears as I wrote the final two paragraphs of that which I had created.    

And only when my loving husband was by my side,  waiting with two glasses of champagne,  did I type those two most favorite words of writers.

The End

   

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