I had a tough day feeling down about myself. The idea of writing a whole new novel from scratch in order to find an agent is feeling really daunting and I can’t remember why I was so hopped up about it before. Also? Work.

But… tonight I did one good thing. And I think it’s worth celebrating. My excitement is recorded via my Twitter account below:

E says the pudding is one of many great accomplishments to come. Or he thinks I’m being ridiculous. Then again he wasn’t here to witness how I ruined the spaghetti.