Having this weird juxtaposition of things, professionally, where on one hand it feels like I’m just *stuck* in this place where things can’t get done because I’m waiting to hear from people or I simply can’t seem to get the people/places I need on board, to the point where it seems like everything is about to collapse and I am genuinely concerned that this is really what’s about to happen. There is real panic involved. I am having a panic.
On the other hand, I’m one chapter away from finishing the first draft of my novel. It’ll probably be finished this week. This is making me unbelievably happy. I am having happiness.
So each moment is alternately “YAY!” and then “ARGH!” which means that in the end my brain is just basically exploding, moment to moment. *boom* You are all covered in the pieces of my brain. Sorry about that.