I Set A Deadline To Finish My Novel: It Worked

I’m done. Finished. I typed The End on my manuscript earlier this week. Right on cue. I met the deadline I set for myself a few months ago when I emailed Julie, my British bestie, to ask if she was planning to visit me so we could make or annual pilgrimage to the US Open (tennis) together?

She replied that she was going to visit her son and family in Manhattan and wanted to visit me , but didn’t want to interrupt my writing since I seemed to be so close to finishing my thriller. I emailed back and said, don’t worry about my writing. I don’t have a deadline. My writing will be there, waiting for me after you’ve visited. Continue reading “I Set A Deadline To Finish My Novel: It Worked”