I wanted Shattered Reflection to reach 65,000 word wise. It would be on the lower end of things and I can put in enough stories that a good number of people would find interesting. I had pushed hard to make it to 50,000 enough for about 77 pages which is pretty hard to do considering everything, but that was okay. Doing it had done a lot to look back learning little bits about myself.

Fighting under street lights, being shot at multiple times, betrayals and few true good friends. Everything that had been powered through in my life made a lot of interesting stories doing things that some people may not have had experience doing. I was a backyard wrestler, a problem solver, a doodler, cook, and an all around smart ass. Call it the passing of genetic talent when it comes to that last one because if there was anything my family had in the vein of born talent. Back to the point at hand though all the stuff to this point made me realize somethings.

Normally, I do not want to be really cocky for the most part, or I will turn in to a persona that is cocky to comedic effect. Looking back at everything in the format of a book made me really gain some perspective on some things. For all the work I did burn myself out on it so taking a moment away will do some good while I work on some other writing projects.

There is a short story I have been meaning to type up just on the thought of prom experiences. I never had any great ones, but I also am a fan of the sweet romances. Think like Kakashi from Naruto except even more saccharine romance being read.

Also, I have something going on where I may get a camera for the two food books that need them. Finally getting that portion done will make me happy, as it has been on the docket for quite a while. Getting those projects closer to completion would make me a happy person.