After weeks of revision, editing, reading, and re-reading I finally submitted my final draft to Chrissy at Damonza for formatting.
Now I know why authors often say they never read their book again once it is published. I can recite
the damn thing now, and my life doesn't even have to depend on it.
It was almost a year ago that I finished the first draft... more like Labor Day...but close enough. It's strange. When I started writing this I had no intention to publishing it. Paige's Story was just this...thing... I had rattling around in my head since I was in high school. The only reason I wanted to write it all out was so I could just have documented proof that my brain did a thing and it was kind of a cool thing.
I set out to write the One True Draft two years ago this coming November. As it turns out, I wasn't the only person who thought the thing rattling around in my head was cool. So, last year this time when the first draft was finished my husband and all our friends just started talking about me publishing it.
I remember very clearly sitting at the Brackman's Labor Day trap shoot thinking everyone was crazy
....then, suddenly, I had a final draft in my hands. All shiny and chrome. Now
As soon as it's back all I have to do is upload it.
I never expected to get this far. When I started, I never wanted to get this far. But here I am and it's pretty exciting.