Theola has bubbled up to the suface.

In 2005 I entered a writing contest to write 50,000 words in on month. It was November I just don't know how I ever finished those 50,000 words. I even made a sit down dinner that year.
It is time now two years later to pick up that abandoned baby and begin my re-write. It was edited by my Father in Law. It was had for me to look at it I felt so guilty for diving into a project that consumed me so vastly. It was also overwhelming to look at all those error that need to be fixed.
Theola is my novel around 300 pages of my heart, mind and body (it is hard to sit so long).
She is there waiting for the follow through.
Theola is set in the life of a hospital clergy woman who discovers more about walking in Love than most folks do. She also learns forgiveness through discovering who she is.
My dear friend over at "life in the midst of Writing" challenged me. She is now publishing her wonderful novel. Go visit her.
I have so many varied interest and such a heavy load of responsibilities that it is easy for me to neglect my writing and my little Theola. I don't even remember writing it. When I was in that season I would just disappear into it. Like into a trance. I am interested in reading my novel and seeing what I wrote. I just have not been to attached to it. I owe it to myself to be.