While we wait to see if blogger will load pictures, I’ll tell you a little secret.
I submitted Bitter Moon II this morning. *deep breath* I’m sure the editing problems abound, just because I’m me, and if I think it’s perfect, I’m bound to have forgotten to capitalize half the proper nouns in the manuscript. But it’s done. It’s in, and I’m torn between laughing and sobbing, which is silly, because beyond some of the folks reading this blog and a few nice people out and about in the world, very few people are going to read this book.
Doesn’t stop me from freaking out though, does it?
You all know what’s coming next, right? Join me, won’t you?
Holy Goddess, Merciful God, LET IT NOT SUCK!!! Cannyagimmehallelujia? Amen.
I give up–I’ll try loading pictures later, and I’ll even give it a go with a real blog post then. Right now I just wanted to vent my raging insecurities into cyberspace–thanks for listening. I’m going to go crouch in a corner now and tremble like a chihuahua in a thunderstorm.
(And thank you all for your support for yesterday’s blog–it meant a lot to me that you all assumed I wasn’t abusing my child–and can I just say that the little shit is so patently unafraid of me that it’s not funny? *yeesh!*)
