Dreams are illustrations… from the book your soul is writing about you.
Was reading my Facebook posts this morning and realized that I finally finished writing my book. It is only the third draft and there is still a lot to do. I knew last week when I finished writing it . It was not until this morning it hit me. I have finished something I have wanted to do since high school. It is only seventy-nine thousand words now, but that is a lot more than it was in the second draft. I was doing some editing (grammar, punctuation, and spelling) last night. Even then with my eyes getting tired from looking at the screen it did not hit me.
Knowing where I was last year with the story and finally finishing it last week, with all the crazy things that happened last week. Today I finally realized I have done something most people only talk about. This is only another step in getting published. I know what the odds are and I don’t care. A family member who is already published told me to forget the odds. She did it when people told her the odds, and her book is selling really well. She chose to ignore all the people telling her it would not happen. That is what I am doing, ignoring the people who said I could not do it.
I wrote a book this year, what have you done lately?