Happy Leap Year everyone. Such a fun little bit of humanity’s attempt to make order out of chaos.
I figure February 29ths should be filled to bursting with all things extra special. I don’t know, like flambé everything tasty and lamé everything wearable.
Of course, I’m wearing super old jeans and a baggy sweatshirt right now, so obviously there’s a big gap between what I think and what I do.
However, what I did this morning was type “The End” on the revision I’ve been working on for like forever.
What can I say, depression waits for no one, not even writers with agents patiently waiting…
Anyhoo, I plan on making this special day as special as I can. I’ve already ate the leftovers in the fridge, drank the rest of the cold coffee in my coffee cup, and used an old napkin to wipe my nose.
Time to get to the store for some real food, restock household supplies, and get ready to get up my courage to push “send.” Because The End is only the start of the rest of the story.