Monday. Monday, Monday, Monday. Oh, Monday.

This past Monday was a lot of things. A rollercoaster, most of all. The ride went up, down, down, up, and sort of up, in that order. But never mind all the details, it’s confession time.

Monday was my self-imposed deadline to finish my proposal. The proposal requested by The Major Publisher. The proposal to turn Twenty-Somewhere from an episodic book into a more traditional novel.

On Monday, Sonja asked if I had finished. I hadn’t.

But then I heard some news that kicked me into gear. The news was good — great, in fact! — but it belongs to someone else, so I have to wait a little bit before sharing. Regardless, with the excitement coursing through my veins, I skipped out on a meeting that night and stayed home to write my butt off. Or proposal my butt off. Whatever.

I worked until 3 a.m., and yes Sonja, I finished.

Now the proposal will make its way to The Major Publisher, and to the agents who expressed interest in seeing it. I am also writing a sample chapter, even though it wasn’t requested. And after that, I will either be asked to write the book(s) outlined in the proposal, or I will write the other book(s) that have been stewing in my brain.

On Monday I blogged about dreams. And true to my word, on Monday I went after them.

On Tuesday, I slept.

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