Done!

Done done donnity-done!

Aaargh!

I feel completely swamped. Am coming up for air quickly to write this and possibly put on another pot of coffee. Yes, that sounds like a good idea.

I am working at the dining room table. This is what it looks like at the moment:

Coincidentally, that is also what the inside of my head currently looks like.

I have completed the rewrites, and I'm on my final (final!) read-through. I'm on page 31 of 227. And it has taken me almost 1 3/4 hours to get this far. I need to pick up the pace.

This post is brought to you by the letter 'C'

C for Confused, that is. I am having a Confused day. It has been rather a Confused year, actually.

You see, I put Zimbabwe out of my mind for a long time. When we arrived in New Zealand, I hit the ground running and tried to put as much distance between myself and what happened there as I could. This year, however, I finally wrote the book that I had always been planning to write, and it opened up a lot of things that I hadn't thought about for almost five years (wow, has it really been that long?). I want to get this story out so much that, when I think about it, I feel a bit sick. Scared that I won't handle it right, or let people down - the people who lived through the same things that I did. I want to tell their story right. I hope I have. I hope I can get it published, sooner rather than later. Anyway, that is why I am feeling Confused with a capital C at the moment. I feel like I have been given a task to perform, and I hope I don't stuff it up. We'll see.