And being the dork I am, I totally wrote the date and time at the bottom of my hastily written list of plot points. As a side note, I also used to write down the date and time I finished coloring pages in a coloring book. You say weird, I say efficient and organized.
2:58pm 1/26/2013. Finished!
As anticipated, there was a bizarrely uncoordinated dance of joy with The Toddler and The Baby (shout out to my work friends: dance break!). There was pancakes (flavored with almond extract because I couldn’t get the vanilla extract open). There was ice cream. There’s wine chilling in the fridge.
And I kind of spent the rest of the afternoon bummed.
Even The Hubs was out of sorts. He kept looking at me and would say, “Why don’t you go work on your novel….oh, that’s right. You’re done.”
Perplexing. Well, obviously it’s not done. Now comes the hard part: the part that’s going result in the annihilation of semicolons and fragmented sentences (and we all know how much I love me some fragmented sentences). There’s going back through and making absolutely sure all my historically accurate research is historically accurate and not Wikipedia accurate. I have been trying my hardest not to go back and read previous sections because, really, I’m my own worst critic. If I read it one hundred times, I’m going to convince myself it sounds like Gone with the Wind fan fiction written by a twelve-year-old.
For those keeping score, here’s my stats. Well, not my stats. The novel’s stats. My stats are much less exciting.
Anything You Ask of Me
- Pages: 309
- Words: 84,522
- Total Editing time: 12,983 minutes
- Song I Listened to the Most When Writing: Diary of Jane by Breaking Benjamin
So…yeah, here we are. Now I edit. And edit again? Who knows. Actually, I just took a really good workshop on developing Facebook fan pages and twitter profiles. Theoretically I could let the novel sit and stew awhile and work on those projects. And when I say sit and stew awhile, what I mean is I’ll probably start editing tomorrow. We all know that.
And shameless self promotion, you can check out my underdeveloped Facebook Fan Page here. If nothing else, the background picture is really, really awesome. Not the picture of my face. The picture of a fence across the field where Pickett’s Charge took place. And yes, I took it with my iPhone. I’m not sure I could survive with my iPhone. Seriously, I’ve left for work without my lunch. Without my shoes (don’t ask). But never without my phone.
Anyway guys, look, I am so freaking excited. It’s a little out of control. I’m going to find an excuse to celebrate finishing the novel for the next, oh I don’t know, week and a half. Until I eventually finish editing and we’re going to have to go through all of this again–but like I need an excuse to eat cupcakes and drink wine.
Let the editing commence (but after I sober up)!