|photo courtesy JPaxonReyes|
Still, it was a nice feeling. Writing 'the end' is always a nice feeling and by nice I mean a kick-butt, fist-pumping, I-did-it feeling. Because there is always a point in every book when I think it will never be finished because 1) it sucks or 2) I've written myself into a corner or 3) a combination of those two things.
As I powered through the sagging middle I wondered why I kept pushing myself to write it at all. When I was stuck in the what-if-cycle and the doubt crows were flying I told myself to quit. But as I wrote those final pages and cried with my heroine and got a little teary because I didn't get to play with my hero any longer...all of the stress and worry and what-if-ing about was worth it. Because I like this story. I like it a lot. And because I had Those Moments with this WIP, it was all the more gratifying when I opened that last file on Monday morning and sat down and the words flowed through until The End.
Will an editor like it? I have no idea. Is it completely ready for submission? No, I have a little editing I need to do and a character arc that's a little squidgy. But I know how to fix it. I've made notes and once I'm through this week of edits on two other projects, I'll shine it up nice and pretty. For now, it's enough that I wrote The End and that I know there is a glimmer around the rough edges.
What is your favorite part of writing?