Amidst the chaos of the recent season came the package that I had actually entirely forgotten- the paperback version of my book. It has been a couple of days, and I have only just made the time to sit down and take a look at it this evening, just for a minute.
I've heard that actors don't necessarily watch the movies in which they have just participated, and I can commiserate; I've reviewed this work enough to say, "OK, whatever it is- it is done, and it's time for a rest." Now that I'm sitting here with a copy of the book in my lap, I'm still battling with the "Do I care what people think? I just needed to get this writing out of me," and the jury is still out.
On the other hand, I'm a little concerned that it's sloppy and not worth anyone's attention. I'm experiencing a series of, "Oh, I could have XX" and "Gee, I should have done XXX," which isn't doing anyone any good. I do love figuring things out on my own (and there was PLENTY of that!), but maybe if I had hired someone, things would turn out differently.
I may end up just sitting here in a funk, staring at the cover.