I'm |__| this close to finishing the first draft of my novel. Right now I'm sitting in Starbucks getting ready to write. I'm so close to the end, I WILL get it done today. Then I've decided I'm putting it aside for the month of December. Next year, I'll look at again again, revise, edit, and rewrite, and maybe do something about sending it off to a few publishers. Yeah, I've decided to try and make it a real thing. I doubt it'll actually get published, but I'm hoping I'll get some good feedback when I'm rejected to help my writing. I actually enjoyed this process and am already working on ideas for my next book.
I mentioned Script Frenzy to Brian the other day. He said no. Not no, I can't do it, but that no, he doesn't want to lose me to writing for another month. It's in April, which is right after tax season (I do taxes as a second job seasonally), so he'll already be missing me then as it is. Plus, come April, I'll probably want some free time anyway. But I know if I do decide to do it, he'll still support me on it. I couldn't have written this book, Sweet Addiction, without his support.
But it was hard to leave the house this morning. We were watching America's Ballroom Challenge. I love to dance, and I really wish I knew more ballroom dancing. But, I'm partnerless, Brian, like many men, doesn't dance. At my nephew's wedding, I relied on my nieces as dance partners, and we had fun, but I sat alone for slow dances. So it surprised me how much Brian was getting into the program. He was as taken in by the dancing as I was. Hm, maybe he'll dance with me someday. A man who can dance is totally hot.
Speaking of, another reason I'm in a good mood today is due to the dream I had last night. Gideon Emery had come to Bloomington to visit me, and for some reason, we were chatting in my bedroom. We talked until we fell asleep and shared a bed together. It was totally innocent, we were both fully clothed and nothing happened. But Brian had to sleep out in the hallway on the floor, and I had to explain to him that nothing happened. Most of my dream was explaining to people that nothing happened, that our relationship wasn't like that, and we were really just actor and fan, not even really friends. I kept telling people that's just the kind of great guy that Gid is.
I think what sparked the dream is that Brian stayed up later than I did last night and fell asleep on the couch. I woke up in the middle of the night to a cold bed, and got him to come upstairs. I didn't really do anything yesterday, I didn't read anything or watch anything, involving Gideon Emery. But he is one of my favorite actors, so it's not too surprising that he'd show up in a dream. And one of the reason he is one of my favorites is because he's such a nice guy.
Okay, enough of that, I got down my dream, which was the real purpose of this post. Now, I have a novel to finish.