I went back to a raw word document to edit my work a little better. I unformatted all my text and margins and dumped everything into a plain word doc. Instead of 112 pages, I have 38. That way I can look it over and organically make changes. I think I am going to get it edited then decide on the format of my book. I am looking at a small book size.
What have I learned today.
I am burned out. I am really burned out. This move to ATL has been going well, but I think after 9 months, the move is wearing off. I feel like I am supposed to be here, and I know I am living in the right place, but I have an unsettling feeling. Maybe I have been working to hard. I have also been worrying about money. I don’t have a house or equity line to fall back on like I did a few years ago. It is me, and all me. I know I have friends and family, but I feel alone right now.
It could also be from writing this book. I have conjured up a lot of memories of my childhood that I tried very hard to forget. That would be a problem.
