Every time I run through the novel I get emotional.
World-building isn't easy and requires a great amount of time and patience. Both of which I feel I lack on a daily basis.
I did it.
After six months of plotting, brain-storming, insomnia, sinus infections, stomach viruses, hormonal outbursts, second guessing, rewriting and rebuilding...I frickin' did it.
And you know what?
I'm in love with the story.
I wasn't before.
Now, it feels right.
Still, the journey ain't over. The time has come for tightening and editing.
Pray for my mutants on this road.