When you spend hundreds of hours writing about people who don’t exist, and still more hours rewriting and editing your tale of things that never happened, calling the story done is a little scary.
You do it with some thanks for the help and feedback that family and friends have provided, some confidence that it is worth reading, and some hope that others will agree that it’s worth a few bucks.
Trepidation might be the best word to describe what comes just before you call your thing a book and send it off into the world. Yes, trepidation captures it nicely.
Then it’s time to start telling the next story. Please excuse me for a while…
Updated 4/12: The print-on-demand edition is
coming soon here now!