How’s editing going?

Hello, I’m writing in here again: insomnia is finally over!

Being insomniac for some days is not that bad; all the awake time I got was a gift to create Art.

I know many Arts, but that’s just my luck.

I know many Artists too, and I hope they will join one of my battles, because I have a few.

My editing of the first draft is over, and I just need to write a new ending: I want to try and strike with a Poem, maybe. Or, you know, just the same stream of consciousness.

Anyway, let’s talk about the work I did so far: I feel like I need to read it again, before I really send it to a real editor. I’m a bit anxious, thinking about really publishing a book. I don’t know if I feel really ready to be popular.

I think I’ll find out. First of all, I have to earn being famous. That scares me, actually. But I’ll do it anyway, for the readers. So many writers helped me and will keep helping me if I keep reading.

I just hope I won’t go for perfection: that is one of my limits, as an Artist. But I know you can feel me, here, already.

About my climate battle, this morning I walked the shoes of a rich person. I opened it, and it helped me feeling better. My guess?

That’s mine. Anyway, you could ask, and you know too.

About living in the shoes of this battle, leading it for real, I shoot off my conditioner this afternoon.

Welcome back, summer. I needed you.