Sigh. I thought I’d be excited and “rarin ta go” at this point in the book. I thought there would be music and dancing and prancersizing. I thought I’d be like “phew glad that slog is over with”. Or even VICTORY SWEET VICTORY!
But, I suppose all of youse out there that have already finished a book or two or eight know, it feels sad, like you’re about to say goodbye to an old friend, tell a lover it’s you not them, put your budgie to sleep, or flip your mattress. Painful. And I still don’t know how to tuck in the corners the right way.
Maybe I should spend a weekend writing the first part of the next book. What say you experienced veterans out there in WP land?
It continues to be a great journey. And I have lots of editing to do, after a break of course. At this point, I’m happy with the story. The writing not so much. But, that will get better, we hope.
“I’m tired, but it’s a good tired.” From my favorite Far Side cartoon. That’s how I feel. It’s a good tired.