I’ve emerged from the wandering wood – or at least, I see the edge of it. Yesterday, I finished my rewrite of my historical novel. Last scene of last chapter, the final reconciliation: done. I thought, I ought to celebrate.
I’ve emerged from the wandering wood – or at least, I see the edge of it. Yesterday, I finished my rewrite of my historical novel. Last scene of last chapter, the final reconciliation: done. I thought, I ought to celebrate.