So last night I finished another book. It was originally planned as my backup NaNoWriMo novel that didn’t happen and I’m pleased to say I am thrilled about how it came out. I also have what my friend calls “a case of the sads.”
Most writers will tell you that finishing a book is a huge relief. What some of them won’t tell you is that it’s also emotionally exhausting. You’ve spent weeks or months with these characters. You’ve researched places, clothes, and the streets of a city you miss a lot. You’ve come to love your disrespectful and disobedient darlings, and have been very cruel to them in some cases. Then, all of a sudden, you type “THE END” and they just…stop being.
I know that I’ve got another book to write after editing on this is done. I’ll be revealing the cover for that one in a month or so, and I plan on starting it with the new year. There’s just this sadness in my heart that another chapter is finished and I need to be moving on.
Some very exciting things happened with this draft and it came out even better than expected, and I broke my record for words written in a day, so hopefully I’ll carry this momentum into 2019. Once I get through this emotional episode, that is.
I will leave you with this beautiful lettering that my good friend Stephen did for me. He’s also the person who made my 30th birthday the best I’ve ever had so I’m definitely touched. I feel so fancy!