The closeness of close

So the editing #2 is going like a freight train on a smooth track and all is well in the passengers world. Its so much faster since I am not doing as much and so the finish line is right around the corner.

Do I dare perceive to say that I am almost to my dream of dreams? To be able to work full time as a writer. To be able to afford to pay the bills and have a savings account? To feel that all my life the talk of being a writer and actually being one is actually happening?

The day I was into a room, whether my book shelf, my mother, sisters, the library whatever and see my books, is the day I know I have made it.

The excitement is almost scary.

 

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