A Novel Outcome

I wrote a novel! Yes, finally, it’s finished.

I didn’t feel quite as happy and accomplished as I thought I would. I thought I’d burst with excitement. I thought I would leap in celebration. It was rather anticlimactic actually. It was almost as quiet and peaceful as the announcement of the Presidential election winner, which happened while I was in the basement, finishing my novel. I got a text message that there was an officially projected winner, and it didn’t seem quite real, somewhat like writing the last sentence of my novel.

It’s still not done, which I suppose is why I didn’t hoot and holler. And I didn’t see any confetti when I tuned in to CNN. I think it was more of a catching of breath, a relief — and disbelief. Could it really be true? I went to bed four years ago before the election results were tallied. When I woke up, I hoped I was dreaming. This time, I was afraid it was only a dream. But it really is true — it has come to an end!

And the chances of the decision being overturned are far, far less than the probability that my book will one day make it to publication — I hope. In this transition time, there is much to do. As I revise my work, the task of finding a publisher continues in earnest. And one thing is certain — I will not concede until I see my book in print.

That will be my inauguration day. To be sure, I will dance and sing in celebration!