I swear...

there are no words to describe this feeling.

I'm done. Really. Really? REALLY! I wrote a play. I wrote a WHOLE PLAY! I have wanted to do this for so long. So many times, I would try. It got too hard. I got stuck. It felt wrong, forced, boring... and I would quit. But I'm done. I did it.

15,055 words
110 pages
10 characters
2 Acts
1 story.

And it's mine.

I emailed Susan yesterday to let her know. She sent me some song lead sheets and said she'd look for the rest that I need. I told her not to rush.

Now, I have one more double-check edit to do; and then I want to have some people read it out loud so I can HEAR it and make sure it's right and then it gets printed, bound, and mailed off to Susan for her stamp of approval. They are her songs, it's only fair.

But even if nothing comes of this - even if it only go as far as a Small community theatre, if that far, I wrote it.

These past few weeks I have faced moving out of the home in which I grew up, watching it be sold to people I didn't know and didn't trust; I have dealt with the craziness that is being twenty-eight and too poor to pay my bills AND rent so I still live with my mother; the death of a wonderful teacher and mentor whom I miss daily and is the subject of my next play; financial crises... this play, this piece of writing allowed me to get away. It provided me with a much-needed catharsis. It was a HUGE reminder that I am intelligent and capable of doing awesome things. It was a shining beacon of joy. I'm almost sad I'm done.

But I am so satisfied.