I suppose the day I don't get impatient, aggravated, excited, overjoyed about my new books coming out on Amazon, then I will have to throw in the towel. Luckily, that is not today and won't be for the foreseeable future. Or ever.
But, I just cant WAIT for my book cover of La Bruja del Barrio Loco to get done! I got the piece copy edited this week, and Moniqo did a great job! Now, I am waiting for the cover, so I can get a printed proof. Mostly, I can't wait to see what he did with the cover.
Ugh, this is worse than Christmas morning.
Anyway, enough agony. I am hitting my novel draft hard, every day, even with the fucking pinched nerve or whatever I had yesterday. I couldn't turn my neck, and I had so much energy to write in the morning. After I got that pain under control, and I rested, I ended up doing work in the afternoon.
The Harvest is coming along beautifully. I started a new Ashley chapter, and I am going to probably end it in six more chapters. But the characters have taken a life of their own, as sometimes they do. I just hope to get it done by August, and start researching publication houses. Although it is a down draft, I think I can get it revised by Christmas. I am going to pitch it for a year, and if no one bites, guess what? I've got a beta reader, and editor, and two cover designers now. I'll just launch it myself if no one takes my novel.
Someone asked on a blog post if we loved self-publishing. It's a love-hate thing, but mostly love. Writing itself can be so amazing and agonizing. There is really nothing easy about it. It's like giving birth. I know that sounds cliche, but once the work is done, you forget all about the pain. Honest. You hold that book in your hands, and just love it.
Well, stay the course! Keep writing, because you know damned well you were meant to.
Birth something you will love, today. #Resist.