Disclaimer: Welcome to my spoiler-free journal. This is where I record my thoughts and feelings as they pertain to what the hell I just wrote. I may explore writing craft, productivity techniques, bemoan running out of my favorite snack, or anything else. You've been warned!
Again, the power of distance.
Yesterday, I said I was limping over the finish line. I didn’t love what I had written. But today, when I read over the last two chapters, I found the story to be good and necessary in order for the denouement to work.(I still believe in the proposed changes to my process.)
I fought off tears several times while writing the last few scenes. I doubt my readers will react the same, but I was just so damn happy for my characters after all the challenges they’ve been through.
This book is just hard. I want to make people laugh, not cry. I think, as long as I’m writing tension-based stories (not slice-of-life), I’m going to have a hard time with the climax. When characters deal with grief, you don’t crack jokes.
I have one more epilogue to write, which includes two different scenes. I should be able to finish that tomorrow.
Seeing the story as a whole, I’m excited for it. Anyone who enjoyed Arachnomancer should find the story fun. Now, I hope the second draft doesn’t kill me. I hate rewriting, but if the rewrites/edits go smoothly, maybe I don’t need to change my process.
See you tomorrow. :)