sunfright | sunday.

And in the meantime, my third read-through/editing round came to an end and I have sent Lest They Leave to 3 betas... No, wait, 4. A fourth beta volunteered themselves, because they liked the concept of my novel so much. I don't know them as well as I know the 3 others (one which is my gf), but I do get the sense they'll be very honest and direct if something doesn't work, which is a good thing. They're also personally interested in and knowledgeable about the 1920's, so they'll be able to fact check and help with historical accuracy. Exactly what I needed!

Though, it does fill me with some nerves, not gonna lie. I've researched quite a bit for this story, but I know I haven't gone deep into being completely historically accurate, so. I might take some ego bruising with that, hahaha.

Also a bit nerve-wrecked about my gf betaing it. Mostly because I'm so excited for her to read this, finally. To share with her what has had me so preoccupied the past month. It's a very special feeling.

My parents came to visit yesterday, too, to exchange x-mas presents and have tea, just a short visit. It went quite well, everything considered, though the whole party was pretty tired. Me from having run around all morning getting things ready, K. from having been to a very alcohol-filled x-mas party at work the night before and my parents had been out to pick up a shelf system somewhere in another part of our city first, before coming here, so they'd been hard at work already, too. However, it did go well, the conversation flowed easily, mostly and we got presents exchanged back and forth.

After that, both K. and I were just... knackered. Completely worn out and it was what K. calls a "wasted evening", like, we wanted to do stuff, but didn't have the spoons. No energy whatsoever. But I survived staying up until half past nine and then, just tumbled into bed. Slept until now (1am-ish) and will go back to sleep once I've calmed down from the nightmare that woke me up. It left me terribly restless.

I'm also feeling a bit slumped now that I have to wait for feedback on my novel. I've given all my betas a couple of months, so not expecting to hear much on that until past January, but the wait is already making me feel a bit... yeah. This novel is my baby. I want my baby to be liked.

Because I do like my baby a lot.

sunday.

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