Mr. Ohboy, my biggest fan, has also been very skeptical when it comes to this whole novel ordeal. He believes in me, I know. It must seem that all I do is write, and it's been so much of what I've done for the past 16 months. This shouldn't have taken that long, it's true. My horse shouldn't have died, either. The writer's block following that was incredibly frustrating. Even now, I know that I haven't made my way back to the level I was at before. Maybe I never will.... but I've learned a lot in the process.
It's not over yet -- these last words have to find their voice, and I think, first, I need to go ride a horse and give my hands (and mind) a break.
But I draw closer to it with each word I type. That's nice.