By Barbara Falconer Newhall
My book is close to done. I’ve been working on it for nigh on to 13 years now. Can’t imagine how it will feel to have it done-ish.
As some of you know, it’s working title is “Wrestling with God,” aka “Finding Holy: True Stories of Religion and Spirituality in America.” I’m within spitting distance of finishing the last three chapters. My mother’s broken hip brought progress to a halt for a year.
There will be quite a few holes to fill in, but the hard part — finding that #$%^&* story arc — is done and the coast is clear.
As for how I find Holy, you’ll have to read the book to find that out.
When my book is finished will I feel really, really good — or really, really bad? Dunno. Watch this space.