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Thursday, September 10, 2009

After the Ball is Over

What a weird feeling. Yesterday I sent my book off to New York and today I'm without meaning and purpose...

It's a strange thing writing a book. Living with the story, the characters, the struggle of putting it all on paper--and then poof! It's done. It's...gone.

Move on. Snap out of it. Enjoy the freedom.

Bah. Humbug.

Can't live with it; can't live without it.

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Blogger Marie-Nicole Ryan said...

I always feel a great sense of relief when I send a book off. I gave myself a day or two to enjoy it, then start thinking and worrying about the next one...not that I haven't already been thinking and worrying about it. Hah!

September 10, 2009 at 5:21 PM  
Blogger Annie Solomon said...

Well, I'll probably give myself another few days. We'll see. But I'm already on the worry wheel!!!

September 10, 2009 at 6:08 PM  

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