Ding dong the book is dead! And by that I mean it’s finished.
Six months and four days after I started it on the couch in my house in Ann Arbor while watching “Two and a Half Men,” I typed the 73,953rd word on the 304th page of the novel now known as “Scar Tissue.”
The most exciting thing about finishing this book is that I proved to myself I’m not a fluke. After spending so long (more than four years) writing and rewriting and fixing and polishing “Lunchbox Hero” I started wondering if I could ever write a book that didn’t take place in that world. Well, the answer is a resounding YES. There’s still the question of whether I should have or not…
On a sad note though, it’s a bit disheartening that I started this book while I was with Toledo and she was there with me for most of the big milestones but i don;t get to share finishing it with her. Ce le vi I guess.