The End...

     As I anxiously hit the send button, I took a quick inventory of myself. My hair was oily and frazzled, I hadn't put make-up on for days, I was wearing my baggy blue sweat pants and had emptied two bottles of Nutella by the spoonful. I was locked away in the corner of my bedroom ignoring everything around me and was a total disaster.
     When I started writing Family Ever After, I spent hours pouring over books about writing. I was assured that I didn't need to be the crazy cook, with tousled hair, living off of cappuccinos, alone in some remote corner, in order to be a writer. It was a lie. I didn't even know it was happening until the transformation was complete. I became the epitome of a crazy cook author. I debated on taking a picture but some things just shouldn't be recorded. After all, I am trying to sell the book.
     The good news is that Family Ever After has been sent to the publisher for editing. To all you authors out there, kudos. I never imagined it would be so difficult. I truly couldn't have done it without my mom who made a special trip to watch the kids so I could evolve into a crazy and unkempt person alone in my bedroom. A special thanks to James and Jodi for their hours of editing and critical thinking, and to Marquie and Patrick for sticking with me until the end. Thank you to many friends and family who have shared personal stories and have taught me what happily ever after really means, and thank you to my kids for their patience and love. Extra gratitude to my husband for giving me his time when he had none to give. I have enjoyed the journey.