You know that bittersweet feeling you get when you finished a project that you’ve been working on for weeks? Months even?
Bitter, because it’s over. Sweet, because you can finally move on the next one.
But what the hell, right? It’s just a project. You map it out. You do it. You check for errors. Then finish it. Voila! You’re done.
But what if you became emotionally invested in the said project? What if you fell in love with the characters involved in it? The characters you wrote yourself. The characters you can only hope that you crafted well, flawed as they may be. The characters that you have to say goodbye to. And don’t get started with the plot.
Weird, right? Like you need to give people another reason to think that writers are cray-cray. Like you didn’t have enough quirks and eccentricities to deal with.
But you feel it just the same. You feel sentimental. Possessive even.
But you have to finish it and let go. Because you know every story has an end. And it’s time you give yours.
But maybe, just maybe, you can hold on a little longer. Until it’s time to set it free…
Now, for another shameless plugging, Chapter 3 is out!
Lacey’s Murder Case (A Lacey Thompson Humor Mystery) Chapter 3:
The following morning, I pulled up in front of my office building with ten minutes to spare. A little earlier than my usual schedule. Partly to make up for my being late yesterday and partly because I had a good night’s sleep, despite the interruption of an unwanted visitor. So good I hadn’t got the time to think about my dad’s proposal. Well, it wasn’t like time was running out or anything, right? Besides, it’s probably best to give myself a few more days to think it over. Especially when my job was involved…..Read more here!