Do you know what this is? This is the finished final draft of my next book, which I have finally turned into my wonderful and incredibly patient editor. WHOOP!
Every time I write a book I think it’s the last one… that I’ll never be funny again, that I don’t have the focus or energy to finish. That I’ve run out of life and of stories. And I did for a bit, which is why I’m turning this in far behind the deadline that was set. I work slow…slower than most writers, I think. I work around depression and anxiety and assorted bullshit and I delete two pages for every three I write BUT in the end, I am left with stories. They are stories I’m proud of, even though so many of them involve the most ridiculous moments of my life.
So today I breathe a quick sigh of relief and celebrate this small (but enormous for me) victory. And tomorrow I leave for Italy, where we have not planned properly at all and will spend 6 days getting lost as we celebrate Hailey’s and Victor’s birthdays. And then I’ll come back and get notes from my editor and begin the process again.
And that’s a very good thing.
Thank you for seeing me through.