You realized that whatever you read wasn't in your own life?
Yeah. Welcome to my life.
The quote that follows whenever I make a comment is as follows:
Sometimes I get so caught up in my own fantasy world that I often find myself mourning the fact that it doesn't actually exist.
And that's true.
I'm finally over the massive hump that was "halfway" toward the end of my book. And as I'm starting to speed towards the end with no sign of slowing down or even stopping, I find myself growing sad. Sure, I'm jubilated to know that it's FINALLY going to be done, and people will finally be able to read what I've been slaving over for five years, and maybe, just maybe, laugh and cry with the characters I've grown to know so intimately over the past few years.
But there's an ache in my chest as I realize that once I reach the end, I will no longer be able to learn more about my characters and their lives, or grow to love them more than I already have.
I believe it's like dying, in a way.
The end of your book is like the death of a child.
Or (less morbidly) at least like the death of a small part of yourself.
I know there will be a sequel; that's been decided for a long time.
But knowing that I'm closer to the end than the beginning is very... depressing in a way.
Especially because the sequel (In the works, the title is "Gatekeeper") has nothing to do really with Kitty or Storm. Their time is over; their story is done.
I almost think that I may keep editing and re-editing just to prolong the inevitable end.
(For those of you who have actually been doing your reading homework
I HAVE edited and rewritten several parts of the book that you have already read. So the finished product is going to be different than what you've seen here. Not drastically, but enough that you will want to get a copy. 
)Yes, obviously this is very bittersweet for me.
On a happier note, I'm pushing for January-February-ish for publication. Yay! There's a chance it may be delayed to March or April, but considering how hard I've been slaving over*cough* I mean working on it the more I feel that I need it to be done and published by no later than February. I turn 20 on the 26th of that month, and I think it would be an awesome birthday present to myself to have it done.
Anyway, in the next few months, several big things are happening: 1) I'm officially requesting certain rights to the image that I used for Kitty on the cover of "SLAYER." I don't personally know Addison Gill, and I'm going to have to request permission from the photographer to use her face model as Kitty. Hopefully that will go well. 2) I'm getting an official website, if only to sell my book (so people who don't know me in real life won't have to go to incredible lengths to get a copy.). 3) I will be posting a contest in December-ish (depending on whether or not I think I'll get the book done when I say I will) for the book itself, because I love DA.
Please see my previous journal entry for a bit more info.Now I'm going back to my writing. Deadlines to meet, and all that, you know...
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