Writing is friggen hard! (don't let the smile on my face fool you) xo

It seems like an impossible task looking back at this project. The time and patience it takes to write a book while painting a picture with words turned into a massive 52,350 word puzzle.  This book started with 168 sections narrowed down to 132. I can’t even name a 132 people off the top of my head!

I remember when I worked at a Film studio – our department would have on average ten scripts each weekend to take home to read and decide the potential fate of someone’s career. If I were ever to run a studio today, I would require that each person making a decision on what script to buy should have all written a script at one time or another to appreciate how much blood sweat and tears had gone it to finishing it.

Somehow in college, I weaseled by in my screenwriting class with an A-. Yes, I said it an A, but not to worry, my D in another course averaged me right back to a C-student. As our final I had to write a screenplay –God knows where that script is, what a hot mess and a waste of paper.  I did an adaptation of a Danielle Steele novel, really Danielle Steele? OY! My best girlfriend and I had taken the class together, we were troublemakers, constantly chit-chatting in the back of class but the teacher liked us, he thought we were funny. He liked us enough to hire us to baby sit his kid, then he told us that we didn’t even need to type up our scripts we could just turn them in in our own handwriting. Well, I couldn’t read my writing, so I paid a word processor to do it just in case. 

Regardless of how hard and consuming it was to write my book and for months it even had taken over my house with nothing but pieces of paper, tape and post-its leaving me with no view of the outside world; it was worth it! The rewards and joy I had working with my fabulous girls with endless giggle fits and late nights, still leaves a permagrin on my face!