About What I Did Last Night

I wrote my third novel and typed THE END*. I’d decided about 5 weeks ago that this was the only way I’d feel right about going into 2015 so worked my arse off to get it finished by midnight last night. 

I actually finished a few hours before midnight a wee tear in my eye. At midnight I put on some Nina Simone, opened up the big windows and a tiny bottle of Argentine champagne, sat up on the table for a better view and watched fireworks light up the starry Buenos Aires sky. Perfect. 

Of course the book is ‘finished’ rather than Finished but the words are there, now I can make them what I want them to be. 

Happy New Year…here’s to new stories, adventures and horizons. 

*And discovered that masterig Microsoft paint is harder than writing a novel