Remember that time I was writing a book?
So. Remember that time I was writing a book? No? That's alright, it's been a while since I've talked about it on here.
Here's something REALLY exciting:
I FINISHED IT!
That book, that one I've been working on since I was 17 and gave up on so many times but kept going back to it because I kept having new ideas for it. That book I loved and hated and wanted, at times, to just delete the whole thing because it frustrated me that much. The book that my computer decided, once, before I had it kept on my flashdrive, to delete completely - to the point where it wasn't even in the recycle bin - and I cried and cried and cried and posted on facebook about how upset I was and someone recommended that I try to use Recuva to get it back, and it worked and I cried tears of happiness and I couldn't even explain how happy I was to have it back.
Yeah, that book.
I finished it.
I finished writing a book.
You know that girl who doesn't ever finish anything because she hates endings? That girl who doesn't even like writing conclusions to school papers because that means the writing is over and you don't have to write anymore on it? That girl who tried writing fan fictions when she was younger, but never finished them because she hated endings? That girl who wrote two stories for her Creative Writing class that went together and could be read it either order, so they went together like a circle, just so there would be no ending?
Yeah, that girl.
That girl actually wrote a book. And ended it. And wrote an ending that she actually likes and is happy with.
(Also, that girl is me. In case you somehow didn't get that.)
And now I start editing it and probably changing little things.
This is actually a really HUGE deal for me, you guys. I never in my life thought I would actually finish writing a book, and I did. I did it. And that it just amazing to me.
Here's something REALLY exciting:
I FINISHED IT!
That book, that one I've been working on since I was 17 and gave up on so many times but kept going back to it because I kept having new ideas for it. That book I loved and hated and wanted, at times, to just delete the whole thing because it frustrated me that much. The book that my computer decided, once, before I had it kept on my flashdrive, to delete completely - to the point where it wasn't even in the recycle bin - and I cried and cried and cried and posted on facebook about how upset I was and someone recommended that I try to use Recuva to get it back, and it worked and I cried tears of happiness and I couldn't even explain how happy I was to have it back.
Yeah, that book.
I finished it.
I finished writing a book.
You know that girl who doesn't ever finish anything because she hates endings? That girl who doesn't even like writing conclusions to school papers because that means the writing is over and you don't have to write anymore on it? That girl who tried writing fan fictions when she was younger, but never finished them because she hated endings? That girl who wrote two stories for her Creative Writing class that went together and could be read it either order, so they went together like a circle, just so there would be no ending?
Yeah, that girl.
That girl actually wrote a book. And ended it. And wrote an ending that she actually likes and is happy with.
(Also, that girl is me. In case you somehow didn't get that.)
And now I start editing it and probably changing little things.
This is actually a really HUGE deal for me, you guys. I never in my life thought I would actually finish writing a book, and I did. I did it. And that it just amazing to me.
I wish you a hell of a lot of luck getting it published! :-) I finished a book last year that I had been working on since my second semester of my freshman year of college.
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