Update!

Okay, so I got a blog visit from the Fairy-Book Mother, with some hints on my story and asked me to keep you all updated. So first all Fairy-Book Mother, I loved the editing you did with the section I posted, it made me laugh.

Well I've finished my book, and I've begun the editing process. My goal is to get the first 50 pages (the first section) completely edited and ready to send into a Publishers by June, and hopefully I'll have sent out my first manuscript to a publisher at the latest by July! The process has been going slowly, since their isn't much time in a day anymore, but mom and I try to make some time. . . I might even print off some of the first section and slip it into my purse, so when I'm at work and waiting for mom, or it's a dead time at work I would have something to do. I also want to state that my grammar and sentence structure is horrible, thus how mom is helping me with the whole editing process of my manuscript. Below is a random part from 11 Months Before

“Thanks, Squid, but I do not think my parents would like that. Plus the house would be online, and no one comes down my road to begin with, so everyone would be checking it out online, and we could not crash the site. It just is not possible.” I respond after letting out a little giggle. I knew after that giggle it would be the last one for a long, long, long while. I look at the clock hanging up on my wall in my pink bedroom. It read 7:11pm “OMG SQUID! I am going to be late for choir. I will call you later, after choir. Cool?” I ask as I take her off of speaker, slip into my hot pink wedge heels, grab my music and my purse, and go out into the living room and let mom know that we should go….like now!

“Sure, Cae, I will talk to you later, just keep breathing and you will be alright. Sing your heart out ok?” Sydney responded as we said by to each other and my mom and I walked out of the front door and over to the Malibu. I fall into the passenger seat in the Malibu and my mom starts the car. We are soon going back to the place where my day started…..Main Street. My mom has to do something in the church office, but I forget what. I really do not pay attention, so I am surprised she did not tell me that we had to leave earlier. We get there right at 7:30. We weren’t late, which I was scared about. We have never been late since we started coming. We were all ways early since my mom had to do the payroll, but she must have forgotten.

“Mom, what about the office, Do you have to do something over there?” I asked as we walked into the choir loft.

“Yes, but I will do it after,” Mom responded as I grabbed my folder and sat into my chair. I felt totally out of it. I was there physically but just not mentally. I was a zombie. I think Jill might have noticed, but I did not see. We started singing a song I did not love, but it was ok. Singing has always calmed me down, so I was glad to start singing. About the third song in, I was feeling so much better. Choir ended with a song that I loved. We have been practicing it for a while now, but I still love it. My mom went over to the Fairchild house and started doing payroll, as I stayed over with Jill to talk to her.

“Jill, we are moving. I do not think I can handle it. I do not want to move. My family has like no emotion to the whole thing, while I am off crying in my room. How can I handle this, Jill? I do not want to move. I do not want to leave Connecticut,” I said to Jill once everyone was out of the building. We start putting the Choir folders back. About two seconds in, I started crying, and Jill embraced me in a hug. This is why I love Jill so much. I knew she is all ways there for me, and I am going to need her over the move, whether I wanted to move or not."

By C ♥