It is out of my hands. It's gone! I feel as though I have lost my best friend: a loved one. There is an emptiness, not only in my daily activities, but in my heart as well. A huge hole is left behind. There are many things to fill it. I don't know where to start. Nothing seems right.
My baby is gone! Two years of constant attention put into it. Two years of joy and frustration. It was always there, and now: nothing.
"Life is Like Making Chocolate Chip Cookies" left my hands yesterday and went to the printer. No more edits. No more deadlines. I am actually feeling sick to my stomach. Even though I have the handwritten copies, the working copies, the artwork, and all my notes, I feel empty inside. I feel lost! Does this feeling ever go away?
I was so anxious and excited to get to this point so I could move on. I have the rest of the marketing to take care of. I have other books started. My heart isn't in any of that. My baby is gone! I am restless and fidgety. I pace around the house. When my husband asked me what I was doing I would answer, "working on my book." Now I answer, "I don't know."
Does it always feel this way?
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