Um, yea....pathetic, aren't I?
I've been working on this story for 5 years....almost every single day, non-stop for five years. Now that it's done, I don't know what to do with myself. I do NOT want to start working on the second one...not quite yet. (I'm not that pathetic). Besides, with the second one, I plan to just spend the first year doing research for it. And I'm not in the mood to bury myself in a ton of non-fiction stuff text-book type volumes right now.
I think I miss my characters. When you fall asleep thinking about your main character, envisioning his thoughts and dreams and desires, every single night for 1,825 nights....well, let's just say old habits die hard.
I guess what I'm saying is....I need a life.
Any ideas?
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