It's been four months of getting up at 6 AM, but I've managed to restructure the half of a book I wrote back in '05. The book now has a first act. I couldn't have adequately explained what a first act is 2 years ago; I've learned a lot from another misplaced Pittsburgher here in Phoenix.
The structural changes resulted in completely gutting about 40 pages and adjusting and improving the rest. I have at least two more months of early mornings to wrap it all up, writing about 2 pages a day, but in honor of this milestone, I've resurrected the word count from so long ago. It's under the 'my book' link over there on the right...
I don't know if anyone will ever want to buy this thing, but I crack myself up. One of the reasons I married my wife is because I like myself better when she's around. The book has the same effect. It doesn't cook as well, and isn't nearly as cuddly, but it makes me smile.