It was my public declaration of faith and lots of positive peer pressure that helped me reach 50,000 words in 28 days. Now the hard part is here. I keep looking back over my little book like someone else wrote it. In fact it sort of was someone else, at least a different part of me. It was my inner hibernating bear, not quite awake in the wee hours of the morning. No wonder there are so many references to sleeping, and so many characters lounging around. I’m surprised there’s not more coffee drinking going on.
So now I’m revising, and having others read what I wrote. It’s scary and weird. But that’s okay, because it’s all furthering my declaration of faith for the new year: I will be successful this year in all that I try. I will be a full-time writer. I love what I am doing, and I am successful because of it.
2012, I’m ready for you now.