You guys, it’s August. In case you haven’t checked your calendar, now you know. It’s August. When it arrived yesterday, I thought all my usual start-of-a-new-month thoughts: How did this happen? Where did last month go? This year is disappearing! Those bounced rapidly through my head, then cleared out for a new thought:
We are a full month closer to the release of my debut novel. Yes, that’s right. It’s getting so close that I have a small fit of nerves followed by giddy smiles each time I think about it.
The manuscript has been with my editor for a month now. In another 1 to 2 months, I’ll begin the work of reviewing changes suggested or requested. It’s been even harder than I expected to keep my hands off the manuscript in the meantime. When you’re accustomed to working on something that you love, it doesn’t come all that naturally to suddenly label it off-limits. The silver lining is how much I’m looking forward to collaborating with the editor on final changes. Based on experiences of fellow authors, that process can be a bit painful, so I’m glad to go into it with anticipation rather than dread.
Until the book comes in December, I’ll do my best to provide other sources of reading pleasure. Keep coming back here for flash fiction pieces and attempted insights into the mystery that we call life. In one form or another, I do hope to share a short story with you soon, and you can always find me by following my Facebook author page.
August is full of heat, sun, thunderstorms, beaches, and reluctant preparation for autumn. It is a month of vigorous tug-of-war between lingering in one season while tipping toward the next. Thank you for spending a bit of these days, heady and sweet, with me on my rambling written excursions.