Ah, the joy of holding a freshly printed and bound manuscript while the paper is still warm. With a spine and plastic front, it's almost like a real book. All that hard work, blood, sweat, tears and down right crazy ideas, have finally been wrestled into 80,000 words that (hopefully) will make someone laugh and cry and think about them long after they've finished reading.
And that my friends is the reason I keep tapping the keyboard 'til all hours of the night, instead of feeding the family, or doing housework (just about anything really). The satisfaction of persistence and success. Keeping in mind that success isn't necessarily having your name in the top 10 list, or receiving a cheque from a real publishing house. No, success can be just knowing you've spun a wonderful tale that no-one else could tell the same way.
A pat on the back to all those writers out there who keep on keeping on. (smile)