I am now going thru the notions every writer experiences. Where nothing seems perfect enough to my taste. Some days I love my book, some days I hate it. I fear the judgement. This is all of my soul poured into 105 pages. This is the story of Victory and all I am, all that I have lived thru.
This is the true burden of a writer. I have spent the last 2 months constantly going over my works, editing, re-editing, rearranging. I wonder if the 2nd edition will be the final edition. Unfortunately I did not