I’m starting to realize Entertaining the Sombrevilles will actually be a published book soon. Slowly that realization is dawning on me and it’s lovely and scary at the same time. When I started working on the novel it was just a bit of a fun side project to pass the time – but I don’t think you can work on any story for this long without getting attached to it. I can’t imagine going trough life without characters inhabiting your mind, characters who often grow into imaginary friends. My focus is always the characters and their relationships, no matter which story I’m writing, and my characters mean everything to me. Letting them out into the real world is exciting, but also something I’m anxious about. What if people don’t like them? What if I’m the only one who can appreciate all those little things that make my babies so amazing?
There’s a lot of whirling thoughts right now, as you can tell. Mostly, though, I’m super excited that things are finally happening – things that I’ve dreamed of since childhood. No matter what the reviews will say (if there are any), I’ve come a long, long way since last year. And I have lots of things left to learn.