Finally done
I am done with the novel I’ve been playing with for years now. Like done done. I’ve read it front to back, run it through Grammarly, fixed all that… and I’m done, it’s as good as it’s going to get at this point.
It’s a weird feeling. Last novel time I felt like I had finished a novel I was 16, yes I’ve reread it, no, no one else will be reading it. I keep staring at my screen thinking it can’t possibly be done. This is my baby, I’ve fed her, cared for her, loved her, and now it’s time to send her out into the world.
This is the novel that drug me out of the dark story-less hole being on pain meds put me in. Without encouragement by the fans I have out there, it would have stayed a single short story, so I owe those people everything. Once I got my taps back on, so to speak, this novel came flooding out in weird random chunks that I had to shuffle back together. I almost couldn’t write fast enough.
My other site is now live, not what I’d like it to be, but until I get some artwork it’ll have to do. https://www.sarahfrix.com/ Yep, even though I know there are actually a couple of other Sarah Frixes out there, I still managed to get Sarah Frix for my website. Cool huh? My original plan had been to write erotica under a nom de plume, and everything else under my maiden name, but now I’m old enough to just not care. I write what I write, and no one has to read it if they don’t like it.