Like I did in March’s wrap, I want to write my end of the month wrap-up during the month itself. Today, it’s the 17th of April, and I’m 20 pages away from finishing my novel; to say that writing the end is 10x more challenging than the beginning is an understatement.
When I started this writing this book, my thought isn’t that I want to publish it. I guess the writer in me needs writing as a way to live. Now that it’s coming to an end, I can see how some people can relate to the characters born from my head.
When it comes to my personal life, I’m embracing my transition even more now that my liver can handle the full dose of hormones. My boss increased my work hours which is fantastic. I can’t understand that even when my life is going well, I still get overwhelmed some days. I guess that’s what makes me human.