Only about six hours, but it was good, deep sleep. I set my alarm for 8 and I didn't hear it. At all. Not even a slight awakening. It was great. Sleep feels so good when you haven't had it in awhile. (Thanks, Edie!)
And I finally finished my latest WIP. And I am SO SAD. It is the most bittersweet ending I've ever written, and I cried. Hopefully it's not melodramatic and stupid in the reader's eyes. Or unsatisfying.
It's happy. It's just sad.
I've never been this sad before. Usually I hate my stories with a passion when they are done.
I distrust that they are so vivid to me. I'd rather them be fuzzy in my head and clear on the paper, but these characters feel so real to me. That worries me, because what's coming out on paper doesn't feel as vivid.
I miss them.
This is the fourth in the series, so maybe I just love these characters more. I don't know. Have you ever had a post-finish funk? A post-finish sadness? I want to unwrite the ending so it won't be over, so I can spend more time with them.
I already want to write the next one in the series.
Onward and upward. I'm burying myself in Anita Blake's world to finish an essay I've been plucking at for months. I'm struggling with the structure of it. I'm not sure it's working. We'll see.
And there's another novella I'm in the middle of writing. (Can you see why I lost my sanity?) I'd love to finish it by October 2, so I can spend a couple weeks just reading. I need a break.
One funny: when I was reading through my story and doing the final polish, I found a place where I'd used second person. I'd been so deep in my character's skin, I'd actually slipped and used second person. LOL!
So where are you in your writing world? How's the WIP? What's the WIP? Which genre? How much do you love your characters, at the moment?