It’s been a year since I uploaded my manuscript, took a breath, and pressed “submit.” Facebook was kind enough to remind me of the anniversary this morning, and I still feel like pinching myself.
A year ago, I took a big gamble. No guts, no glory, I told myself. And six months later, I had a contract in my hand.
Today I’m in final edits on a book that’s a slightly different (but far better) version of the original, and I’m raring to go on the next one after it. Continue reading