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The Novel Is Upon Us

For the first time this summer I finally sat down and started on the project I swore was going to be finished by July 1st.  I began to edit the first draft of my novel.

Granted, family circumstances being what they are, I was only able to edit the first three pages (out of 150... I still have a looong way to go).  But those first three pages of work have been four months in the making.  Continuously this summer I have found the novel being shoved deeper and deeper on the list of things to do; falling into second, then fourth, then 100th on the growing list after family crisis, death, remodeling, moving and any other number of things that have taken priority.

Finally today when trying to figure out which of the remaining 1,000 tasks on the list should be accomplished I decided that come hell or high-water I was going to do something with the novel at the bottom of my book-bag.  If you're one of my friends or family, the red and white bag may have become very familiar to you as I have hauled to every meeting, family gathering and event this summer in hopes that somewhere along the line I would find 5 minutes to pick up a pen and start making notes.

As I began to work on the editing, I decided that I am finally ready to just do it.  It is going to take priority over other things now because I need... for my sanity and authenticity to myself as a "writer"... to complete it.  It is a project and process that has been looming in the background of my mind's eye for several years now, and I am ready to move on to something new.  

If you, like me, have been sitting on a piece forever and waiting for the opportune time to re-read, edit, or finish writing it then let's get going on these projects together.  Let's vow that we will pick up our pens, boot up our laptops and pour ourselves a strong cup of tea (or coffee if you prefer) and just get it done.

Currently Reading:
The Mistress's Daughter

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