I always ask people three questions: "Did you laugh, did you cry, did the pages turn?" Most laughed. Some cried, and some cried a lot. But best of all, almost everyone says the pages turned, that I kept them up all night, that they're mad at me because they couldn't sleep. What I like most is that the book has touched people.
I see that Italian guy with the chisel also said: "I'm still learning," and "If people knew how hard I worked to get my mastery, it wouldn't seem so wonderful at all," and "there is no greater harm than that of time wasted." Clearly, the guy was in the wrong business.
What do you have up your sleeve right now? And, will you take time to revel in a job well done before you jump into something else?
As I mentioned before, the day my first agent told me she couldn't sell Book X, I started Old City Hall. The trend continues. The day I sent in Old City Hall, I started the next book in the series. It's called The Guilty Plea.
The day I sent the first draft of The Guilty Plea in, I started book three in the series. There's this rhythm you have to get into if you are determined, as I am, to write many, many books. Trust me, I'm not complaining. That's what's up one sleeve.