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Timing Isn't Everything

The start of NaNoWriMo has me panicking about finishing The Draft That Never Ends. It's also been over five months now since an agent invited me to resubmit my rewrite. Am I taking way too long? (By the way, I'm in the middle of the climactic ending and have just passed 120,000 words--bringing the rewrite close in length to the previous manuscript. Also working on some parts with a professional editor. I'm really, really... almost done.)

Last week, I received a terrifying text on my phone that shook me out of my anxiety about my novel. An unknown phone number asked, "Have you checked your mail today?" Just in time for Halloween tricks!

I wasn't home, so I called my husband, and he told me that I had received a package from an old friend whose phone number I hadn't updated. Whew!

I came home to open my gift, and it was an exquisite painting of my husband and me when we had first started dating about 12 years ago.


We hung it up right away.

I remembered that many years ago, our artistic friend had said he wanted to paint a portrait of us from a photo he had, and he even showed us a sketch, but then we didn't hear any more about it. And when you have deeply creative friends, as most of mine are, you hear a lot of enthusiastic ideas that never pan out. So I had forgotten all about it, and when it showed up on a random day, in a random year, it was such a fun surprise!

I took it as a sign for the completion of my manuscript. I need to just finish it, and whenever it's finally done, someone in the world (an agent, I hope) will be happy to find it in their mailbox.

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