Feeling a bit twitchy and out of sorts. Novel #2 is officially with beta readers. Forgotten April — the paperback version — should be on sale by the beginning of next week, provided the next proof looks okay. I haven’t looked at sales once since I put the eBook version on sale, and I don’t plan on doing so any time soon. (It’s a marathon, not sprint. It’s a marathon, not a sprint. It’s a marathon, not a sprint.) One of my nephews graduated from high school on Sunday — the same high school I graduated from twenty years ago. Tons of memories flooding back, along with self-doubt and considerations about the roads not taken. Wistful. Yes, that might be a good word for the way I’m feeling right now.
What makes you feel twitchy and wistful?