That was not the response I was expecting. I thought I'd be excited (nope), anxious (pretty intense stuff in there), scared (of the reaction of family and friends) - but again, no...or relieved. Instead, I'm just done.
I'm already putting together my next two books in my head. Much of the text is written, just need to spend time putting them in a cohesive format.
Perhaps this isn't actually another subject at all...I do want to "leave" these words as my legacy more or less. So perhaps this is about death as well. Planning for the time when I'm no longer here.
Because I've spent a lifetime putting words on paper, I can't expect anyone to ever wade through them all (I can barely read an entire year's journal myself!) So my memoir is a condensed version of the ups and down of my life. Very condensed. Written in Haiku!
My next two books are written in (1) essay form and (2) fictionalized story form. Those will be easier to read for most people. Whether I publish them or not, I'll make sure to get them into book format before long. Or Valencia Bathe will...one of us!
At any rate, I'm a writer and now things are written. That feels good in a way. Mostly just glad it's over...the book, not my life...! I'll be putting words "on paper" for the rest of my life, whether it's a day or 25 years. Nobody will ever need to wonder how I felt about things! And so it is!
