This was the day I’ve been dreaming of—and fearing.
I rose early in the morning, almost at my target time. Did my miracle morning routine, then stopped everything to get my little girl off to her first day of kindergarten.
It was seven years ago that I left a good-paying job to pursue full-time writing. It was less than a year after that that we found out we were going to be parents. I thought at the time that it might mean delaying my full-time writing ambitions for six years (!!!) until the new person started kindergarten. And that’s pretty much what happened. But, from the minute that little girl was born, there is nothing I have wanted more than to spend time with her and make her happy, and I have been very fortunate to be able to do that in abundance. She is the most wonderful person I have ever known, and she is more amazing every day.
But, it’s been a long time.
To be honest, she was in preschool and I did have time to get some work done, and more than a few books published.
To be completely honest, however, I did not know seven years ago what I was doing, either in the production of good books or in the business of publishing them. I think I do now. Enough to be as productive and successful as I want to be, anyway. And for what I want for my little girl, I need plenty of each.
So we took her to kindergarten this morning. I savored the moment, fully aware that in no time at all she will be heading to high school. I hope that she’s self-assured enough to stay true to herself in her adventures, and I hope we can stay best buddies. With the time we’ve had together, I think that will happen.
Now, I need to make the next part happen.
Angel of Death
This is the book that broke my proofreading process. I changed the process, because one that doesn’t work is not very good, then I set to work on this. When I was writing this book, the original concept was running three times too long, so I cut several of the plot threads out and repackaged them into this story. The restructuring mixed up a lot of the time line, so things were referenced that hadn’t happened yet, and so on. As I finished the book, I went over the story and tried to make sure the threads had been rewoven correctly, but I actually missed quite a bit.
So, my work today was going over the story again, reading it aloud. The problems make the work go slowly, but I still expect to be done with it tomorrow, and you know what that means.