It never grows old, that feeling of overwhelming relief and accomplishment that comes with finishing a manuscript. This week I wrote the last words on novel number ten and the rush is still just as powerful. I will be celebrating this weekend because regardless of what happens with it, I have grown so much as a writer just with the writing of it. Woo hoo! By the way, this one is a steampunk based on true historical events that has been a labor of love and pain based on the depth and importance of the story it tells. I only hope I did it justice.