So, I’m 6 chapters away from completing my edit on my novel. So far, I think I did a prettt damn good job for my first novel. Im truly proud of myself for getting this far and not giving up. Nerves are creeping in though, and doubt is trying to rear it’s ugly head.

Now it’s time to let it sit and begin the journey to self-publish. My husband is demanding that I publish it. I need that push because if not, it would probably sit in my puddle of doubt forever.

Novels truly are like babies.  You carry it around with you for what seems like forever, nurturing and preparing for its entrance into this world.  Now it’s getting close to delivery time and I’m nervous.  I ask myself the same question I did when I was preparing for the birth of my daughter:

Am I ready?

#PWF