Just Maybe I Half Did It!

I haven't done much lately, except sit in front of my laptop and my binders.  Pencils and headphones and Diet Coke all around me.

I've been trying to finish something I started two years ago.

I am still far from done.  Editing will take weeks yet, but the first total rewrite is finished.

It has been a huge project.  I set it down and got busy.  I made excuses.  I started and stopped.  I lost all the work I had done.  I started again.

In some ways, it was like reading a book I didn't remember.  In some parts I could finish the sentences without even looking at the original.

Most of the hard part of doing it was convincing myself it would be worth it.

I don't think it will be any amazing literary masterpiece lasting lifetimes and beyond.  I do think it will sell alright for a while and maybe give me a little spending money, or maybe a little at least a little something to stand on when I offer up weakly my answer to the ever popular question, "What do you do for a living?"
Maybe I'll have a little street cred someday soon when I say, writer, author.

Maybe someday soon, it'll be real.