Writing a novel is like pushing out a baby. Not that I have personal experience with that (I’ve only watched as Marathon Girl did all the hard work), but I feel happy and exhausted that the process is over. The novel’s on its way to publishers and agents. And I’ll be checkout out of the writing business for the month of November. Well, not entirely. I’ll be A/B testing different query letters, catching up on journal entries, and doing more blogging than I have been lately. But no NaNoWriMo for me.
Instead I’m going to spend a lot more time with the kids, watch V and football, get a night or two out with Marathon Girl, catch up on my sleep, and maybe take the family out of state for a few days so we can get away from everything.
Till later then.