Holy crap, I'm done my proofread

I hate proofreading.

[explanation]

See that above?  That was going to list the reasons why.  But I am too exhausted to even think about writing it at this point.

I've been staring at the same manuscript for the past four weeks.  It'd be all right if it were something new and fresh, but this manuscript happens to be one that I wrote.

That means nothing I find in it surprises me.  There is no enjoyment of the character arcs, no anticipation of the climax, no mystery or sense of wonder behind the words.

I'm the one who wrote them, after all.

Ask any writer anywhere.  Proofing is the worst part of the job.

It's a struggle.  But what make it worthwhile is knowing that the work I put in now will pay off in the future, when feedback starts pouring in from the readers.  You guys make the struggle worth, well, struggling for.

(Ouch.  That last bit is cringe-worthy.  And I call myself an author..)

...That's my little rant for the day.  Feels kind of good to get it off my chest.  The important thing, for anybody reading this, is that Be Mine is now in its final stages.  It will be published as soon as I get it back from my editor and make the changes she suggests.  Shouldn't be more than a few weeks.

(Huge shout-out to Gail Lennon for putting up with all my crap, by the way.)