I finished writing my story, Price of a Kiss, on Wednesday! I'm going to call this one a mature New Adult novel. It ended out at 91,000 words long the first draft through.
I know, how did I come up with some many words?
Now, I need to look it over all the way through, catch the initial mistakes, and start begging for beta readers. I've had a few people read the first few chapters, and I'm kind of afraid to hear back from them. What if the story I saw in my head while writing it comes out as total junk to the readers?! I just don't think I can take that kind of rejection.
Actually, I know I can. I've done it before with pretty much every other book I've written. And somehow I survived. I don't think I've received a 100% outstanding reviews on anything I've finished. But I was kind of relishing my honeymoon stage with this book--you know, that point where you think its beautiful, and amazing, and flawless.
I know it's not, but I'm still hoping reactions will be little things that will me give me a "oh, why didn't I think to do that in the first place; good catch," moment, instead of "you hated that part? But I Loooooooveeedd it. Pleeassse don't make me take it out. Pu..pu...please!"
Yesterday, was a snow--or maybe I should say ICE--day for us. All classes were cancelled, so no work for me. I stayed burrowed in my house with my family and had a lovely time.
Now, it's time for catch up, so I better go.
I hope you have a lovely weekend!