Finished, FINISHED, My Anthology and Lunch with the Editor This Sunday

Yesterday, despite still being sleep deprived from the Cubs winning the World Championship (Go Cachorros!) and my neighbors celebrating como locos, I completed "Wolf Trek", the last story I was really struggling to finish.  I started working on that piece years ago, and finally got it done: I was happy with the result.  I am already planning what sections to cut out and revise because it is almost forty pages long.  Soon, for your pleasure, I will post it in the Current Work section because that story really felt like I was giving birth.  Yes, I am showing off my literary newborn.

Needless to say, I am happy.

In fact, it is set up as an excerpt to a longer novel, but I am going to let it rest, once I am satisfied with it, and continue with a novel I am rewriting for the second time.  That project is over 200 pages long, and when I revised it, I changed the point of view, from a pre-adolescent boy to a young teenage girl.  That novel has a lot of promise, and like "Wolf Trek", I have been working in it for way too long, over 10 years, in fact.  It merits completion.

This Sunday, the editor is coming to my house for lunch.  I am really excited to have him over to our humble place because we haven't had a lunch guest or any guest in quite a while; besides, he is fantastic company, and I think we will have a fine working relationship.  My husband is going to be part of that meeting because he is promoting the book and booking any gigs in the future.  This semester, I am planning on reading poetry at my own college for a poetry slam, and we plan to have the editor there, maybe to prepare us to perform and hopefully judge the event.  Adam is that kind of writer and artist who really supports the community, especially young people.  I admire that spirit in him.  

Later on today, my family and I are going to see the historic Cubs parade.  Unfortunately, we don't have any money for swag or souvenirs, but we will take pictures and post them here, tomorrow. 

Below is a funny note for my son's first grade teacher because I didn't want him to miss out on this historic event.  He has perfect attendance, but some history needs to be experienced as a family.  It took 108 years for the Cubs to win the World Series, I am not waiting 108 more. 

Here is to celebrating victories, Cubs Champion style (well, maybe not that loco).