We celebrated last night. I finished the rough draft of my novel. The love and loss and death and birth and danger and connection, all recorded. Things I wanted to say from the beginning and things I didn't know, channeled in mystery from characters who invented themselves.
We'll celebrate tomorrow and the next day and the next day...then I'll take a writing break to research agents and publishers. In a short while, the revisions will begin.
I know I'll worry about getting it in print. But for now, I'm happy to be happy.
And starting to think about the next story and where it will be set.