Just finished THE FARTHER SHORE by Matthew Eck, the first 'real' book I've read in a while. It was the kind of book that made me feel like I have a way to go as a writer. It was written in a very real kind of way. I haven't figured out how to crack that code just yet.
I just finished what I thought was a final draft of my new novel, by after a lot of discussion with Heidi over the weekend I think I'm going to work on it over the summer and get it out before school starts again in the fall. I feel like I've been sucker punched and have to pick myself up out of the dirt. But I don't want to send out something mediocre.