Spring Break Photo of the Day: The End

 

The End

 

The END

 

THE END!

 

THEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDD!

 

I finished my book last night.

Over ten years of research – of starting and stopping, writing and tossing.

Tears.

Sweat.

Blood.

(Literally. I’ll tell you sometime about the day I fell flat on my face in Kiev…while five months pregnant. Good times…)

454 Pages.

139, 743 words.

THE END.

What am I going to do now?

I’m going to Disney World! The kids and I leave today and yes…I think this week is going to be magical.

Because I finished.

Comments

  1. candy martin says:

    Yea !!! Yes you need to tell the story of the fall in Kiev. No, it was not fun. I think it was the same day we got yelled at on the bus for not punching our ticket correctly! I am so proud of you

  2. I ate a piece of cookie cake in your honor this morning… of course, I had not read your blog entry yet… psychic that I am… Congratulations!

  3. That’s fantastic. Can’t wait to read it! Do you have a publisher yet? Are you planning to self-publish? What is the next step for the work? If there is anyway we can help please let us know!

  4. Congratulations!!! You’re a novelist!!! I’d love to hear what your plans are for the work, considering you’re a professional writer already. Do you have an agent friend all ready to set you up? An editor who fell in love with you years ago and is just waiting for you to finish?

  5. Congratulations Kelli! I, too, am so proud of you. I can’t imagine spending 10 years on any project and finally finishing it. What an accomplishment! It will be so much fun to read a book written by you. Enjoy your week with the kids and give them a hug for me.
    Love you,
    Barb

  6. Wohoo!! Congratulations Kelli! With all the teasers you’ve given us, I’m anxious to have a copy in my hands already so I can devour it!

  7. Yay!!!!! I’m saying that with jazz fingers, although you can’t tell because they’re covered in thick gloves as it is -237 degrees here.

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