Neither sick Punkins, nor rearranged/reorganized offices, nor mothers in town for a week can keep an author from her goal–my Golden Heart entry is complete. It’s sitting in a box on the floor by my desk, ready to mail out in the morning. Good golly gosh, but that was a nerve-wracking experience, trying to get my first 3 chapters down to 45 pages, so I could have at least a 10 page synopsis (total partial manuscript and synopsis can’t be more than 55 pages). And writing a synopsis that reads well, not like a book report was almost harder than writing the silly book in the first place. Ok, maybe not–it did take me 15 years to finish the dang thing. But it is finished. I feel like I’m sending my first-born child off to college.
Now I can attempt to do something for NaNoWriMo. There’s not a snowball’s chance that I’ll get 50, 000 words down in the next 10 days, especially not with Thanksgiving in the middle, but hey, a little’s better than nothing. I can at least write down the few scenes of Andrea and Shane and Caleb that have been drifting around in my head for the past few weeks.