Ok so maybe my last post was a little too harsh. But it's in my nature, I can't help it. I come from a long line of bitches on both my mother and father's sides and we are proud to be that way. Sure, I may have been a late bloomer, just recently perfecting the craft, but better late than never I always say. But despite all that sometimes maybe I just need to hold my tongue, or my fingers in this case. I've always been proud to be the sense of reason for most and that was definitely not any type of sensible reasoning going on there. Sometimes I yap now and think about what I said later. But I'm human what can I say. I will fuck up and I will make mistakes. Anyway onto a brighter note, I finished my book. 70,000 words later I finally finished my book. It's taken me a year to do and honestly, I didn't know I could find that much to talk about. How does my life have enough context to fill a 200+ page book. It's crazy. I still have to find a good editor and then write my query letter. Writing that maybe harder than writing the book I think. Whatever the case may be though im relieved to have it done and nervous of what's to come.