Usually when I finish a book, we celebrate. Dinner. A bottle of wine. Sleep. Lots of laughing.
Tough, this finish. None of that. But I feel a great sense of accomplishment, despite the circumstances. Why? Because this first finish shows me that I can do this...even alone, I can write. I can still conjure a happily-ever-after. And I can smile when "my folks" find theire way to happiness. It still feels good.
Maybe most importantly, I feel my guy smiling. He's not right here, but he's smiling nonetheless.
So, I'll celebrate differently. Dinner. A glass of Bailey's. Sleep. Satisfaction at getting the job done.
And I'm fortunate that I have all of you to share my news with. Thanks for being here for this event!
Wednesday, July 20, 2011