You know, the entrance...the anteroom...the entrance hall...entryway...Lobby...vestibule...antechamber...threshold....
Not QUITE the cave you see.
I'm in that limbo state.
Wrote "The End" on a long novel project, The Essence of Time The Realtors Book 4 (Tri-Destiny) over the weekend.
I'm trying very hard not to mourn the fact that I did what I did to a character in that series but the muse spoke and I listened. I may end up hunted down by Kathy Bates for it but I felt pretty strongly that the ending would speak volumes about the preceding 80,000 or so words AND give the remaining characters reason to grow and change and adjust a little more.
Then, I did a pre-edit for Flower Passage, which is the final novel of the Turkish Delights Series. The "Pre-editing" process is one wherein you get your accepted submission back and must go through and clean it up a little in preparation for your first round of edits. Not a full on, dig in, gut it out editing sesh, per se. More like a little practice run wherein you find all the repetitive words you left in before submitting, the odd passive voice sentence or dangling participle, fix any formatting issues then ship it back.
It is, sort of, the Editing Patio...verandah....mezzanine...courtyard, if you will.
I'm in the odd position of having a fair number of releases back to back coming up which keeps me hopping, and I know my time would be well spent planning out some release blog tours and so on.
But I just keep coming back to The End. I hear a song and am all "Oh gee...that's Rob and Blake's perfect song..." or review a scene in my head and go "well, I know that's gonna be a problem with editing..." and so on. I don't often get this attached to my own creations. But something about this book really got me. I guess since The Realtors are really starting to resonate with people I'm doing a lot of talking about them. And so when I concocted the deep back stories for 3 of the characters as part of this novel, I just fell right in love with them all over again. Sigh.
Pardon my dreamy-eyed stare...I'm not head writing anymore. I'm head mourning.
It's gonna be a tough read for many by the end and I expect my fair share of "Holy shit you did WHAT's" but at the end of the day it's a book that takes some men from their tender college youth days through major life decisions and changes, then dumps them out on the other side of 40, fully formed as it were.
It's gonna be a whirlwind of editing and cover art for many of my projects in the coming weeks and months so I'm enjoying my time here on the verge....
On another note, VEGAS MIRACLE, my lovely m/f/m novel will be re-released with Tri Destiny on May 1!
here is the kick arse new cover...