music playing: Dvorak’s New World Symphony
The last few days I’ve been mostly offline as I revised (again!) and edited the last fifty-odd pages of my novel.
Now I can officially announce that on July 1, 2009 at 22:52 , I typed the words: The End. (I never typed those words on any of the drafts. I wanted to save them for the final one)
Then I nearly fainted.
This novel that I’ve been working on for so long- endless drafts, revisions, editing- is done. Now all I have to do is wait to get feedback from my betas on these final chapters. Meanwhile, I’ll be working on my query letter and researching agents.
The realization that it was truly done, hit when I took my evening bath. The last few weeks, no matter how nice and comfy I might have been soaking in the hot bubbles, I’d hear my characters screaming, “Hurry up! Get out of there and come finish writing our story! You know you need to write more before we’ll let you go to sleep!”
Well, tonight- everything was eerily quiet. (my mind isn’t used to quiet) None of my characters called to me. They’re satisfied. Their story is done.
Portraits of the Living: A Ghost Story