Sometimes I think my brain takes it as a personal challenge to prove me wrong about anything and everything I say. Honest, it happens so often that it has to be something like that. I’d like to say that it adds spice/variety/adventure to my life, but more often than not, it just leaves me dumbfounded and/or irritated. So much for being able to make plans. And yes, everyone has my permission to laugh at the hardcore plotter whose plans are often foiled by her own brain. God knows, I’m amused, when I’m not swearing about it at least. 😉
So, you know how I said last time that I figured I had 15k or so to go? I wasn’t that far off. It turns out I had 9,253 words to go. Yes, that statement means what you think it does.
I finished What Lies Beneath.
In 21 days.
In 21 days.
What the…? I- That’s crazy even for me. The Camp NaNo website told me I’d averaged 6313 words per day. My first instinct was to wave that away as a mistake, then I looked at my own spreadsheet (yes, I keep one of those) and the daily totals there and realized it was probably right. Wow.
I’ve never done anything quite like this before. Even the Necromantic trilogy, which poured through me to the keyboard like molten lava, wasn’t like this. At the very least it wasn’t this fast, and I don’t remember feeling like it couldn’t be over quite so deeply. I know this one isn’t either, given there are two more books in the trilogy, but I wasn’t prepared for the ending. It left me a bit breathless when it arrived. Yes, I knew the end of the story, but the whirlwind that happened in the last few chapters was stunning.
The best measure of how unprepared I was, how unwilling I am for this fabulous journey to be over came today as my work day ended. My first thought was to sprint home so I could start writing. Then I remembered it was over, done until I’m ready to write book 2 (which won’t be all that soon). I won’t lie, I teared up a bit and I was really sad.
It’s not that the story feels unfinished, by the way. That volume of it is. It accomplished what it needed to. That arc is complete. I just want to keep writing this world, these characters. I miss Reah and Viz intensely and it’s only been a day. Like 24 hours since I typed the end. I feel like I’m in withdrawal.
With all these feels, I’m afraid of how much time I’m going to need away from this manuscript before I can manage even a shred of the objectivity needed to edit it. I’m a bit worried that I’ll never have that.
Oh well, that’s a concern for another day. Now I need to edit other things. Novellas to start with, then hopefully novels.
And of course, I need to make more notes for Spire of Time: Book 2. Must get back to Reah and Viz, before they miss me too much too. 😉