Just Random- a Lake and a Contest

This is Causey Reservoir.  
It's one of my favorite places in the world. 
It sits below the scout camp where Jacob works.  
We've been going up twice every weekend to get him and then take him back. 
Lots of gas and time, but worth it when my big 18 year-old throws his arms 
around me in a bear hug.
I think he appreciates home more. 
Being away will do that. 

This is the collage I made of my characters to inspire me and keep me on track.


Today, I finished my editing. Mostly.
I got serious butterflies when I reached those words-
The End.
Now, I need to read the whole thing out loud. 
I wonder how long it'll take?
205 pages.
Any guesses?
Let's make it interesting.
Whoever guesses closest (in minutes, not seconds)-
 I'll send you the first 4 chapters to read. 
Or, I'll send cookies.  (Real ones.)
Your choice.
You have until Tuesday to submit your guess.


Happy Weekend!!

Comments

  1. TeddiJune 29, 2012 at 11:01 AM

    Awesome!! I'm going to guess 529 min or just under 9 hrs.

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  2. TangledLouJune 29, 2012 at 11:06 AM

    I have no idea how long it will take you to read that aloud, but I am so very, very excited for you! What an accomplishment! I am pulling for you, praying for you and dancing in circles of joy for you!

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  3. Michelle SJune 29, 2012 at 11:58 AM

    My guess is 8 hours (but I really have no idea how long it takes to read a book out loud.)

    Even though I LOVE cookies, if I win, I want to read your book!! =)

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  4. NicoleJune 29, 2012 at 12:15 PM

    Wow! Congratulations! That's an accomplishment in itself. One of Jason's best memories as a teenager was working outdoors in the summer with a youth corps program. I'm going to guess 622 minutes because that's the last three digits on the license plate of the truck outside my window.

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  5. DebJune 29, 2012 at 2:44 PM

    I would think it would take you a long time to read your book out loud, what with all of the interruptions kids cause. I'm gonna guess 720 minutes, but not consecutively. And I'll take the chapters of your book if I win. I can't wait to read it!

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  6. MarianneJune 29, 2012 at 8:13 PM

    I'm going with 385 minutes. Can I have the cookies AND chapters if I win? I'm greedy (and Dopey, Bashful, and Happy to boot).

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  7. MarianneJune 29, 2012 at 8:14 PM

    Oh! And conrats on finishing your editing!! The cookie thing distracted me.

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  8. Lynn ProctorJune 30, 2012 at 9:54 AM

    congrats and my guess--5 hours!

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  9. AnonymousJune 30, 2012 at 10:30 AM

    Congratulations! That is so awesome and I am very happy for you. I'm a slow reader so I have no idea how long it will take you.

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  10. StephanieJuly 1, 2012 at 3:49 AM

    Congrats on the editing! Eek! It's kind of nerve-wracking, isn't it...now the real work is over, and what's left is your book. I'm going to guess 6 and a half hours.

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