I’m on the home stretch with the first draft of The Pursuit of Tamsen Littlejohn (hence my preoccupied silence on the blog so far this month). This isn’t my first novel by an means, but oddly enough, it is the first that was easier to write in the middle than the end.
I’ve never had a child, but if writing a book is to be compared to childbirth, as some have compared it, I guess I’m bearing down now.
OUCH! I-CAN’T-DO-THIS-SOMEONE-LET-ME-OUTTA-HERE!
But I’ll forget the pain as soon as I hold this finished first draft in my hands, right? ๐
I’ll allow myself a couple of weeks of rest and euphoria, then comes the child rearing (editing & revision)!
This is such a lovely and soothing blog, Lori! I am giving you the One Lovely Blog award. Come by my blog tomorrow and find out more! http://cfpagels.blogspot.com. And keep on writing!
Lori, I think I'm at that stage where the pains are coming hard, but the dilation isn't complete and it isn't time to push yet…
I loathe that stage. [g]
Go, Beth! You'll get there. It can't be much longer.
I'm delivered of a first draft today, Sept 24th. Happy Birthday to Jesse and Tamsen!!