I have waited for this day for quite a few years. The moment I would wind down and type those final words.
“The End.”
Today, I finished the rough draft of my Fishbowl manuscript as I had it outlined. I expected to feel a rush of relief. A sense of accomplishment. Maybe even some euphoria.
Mostly, though, I feel like it’s not really finished.
As I wrote, I tried to stick to my outline, trusting that the story would expand to fill the gaps. What I discovered along the way were more gaps than I anticipated.
So. Many. Gaps.
Technically, I finished what I had planned to finish. I’m going to celebrate that.
(I am. I promise.)
I don’t think I’m actually done, though. I think there’s more to this story and these characters than I’ve managed to eke out.
I’m going to follow the wise counsel I’ve received to let it lie for a month or two before picking it up to edit.
But I suspect editing may really mean finishing.
Meanwhile, if you want to raise a glass to the quasi-finished Fishbowl, I’ll take it.
Congratulations on getting THIS far!!! 🙂
Thank you!
Been there. Sometimes I think I could have worked on my book longer. Good for you for making it the best it can be! I’m looking forward to reading it. 🙂
Thanks, JoAnna! I’m going to take a swing at editing in September, so I hope I still like it then. 🙂