I can hardly believe it, but, yes, dear reader, it’s true. I’ve finished the complete first draft of my novel.
As soon as I finished I sent it to my supervisor and made a hard copy for myself. Then I tidied the house, made lunch for my daughter and her friend, cooked dinner for later that evening, cleaned out the kitty litter tray, had a cup of tea and then taught my first music student for the day.
Now that is how to live the creative life, let me tell you.
There will be many more drafts, of course, and no doubt I will read it again soon – after an appropriate amount of time has passed – and feel like using it to line the kitty litter tray, but for now I’m going to enjoy the feeling of having done something I didn’t think I would ever be able to do.
Now I’m waiting to hear what my supervisor has to say. Depending on what that is I may never get up the courage to show it to another living person.
At least the cat will be happy.