I’ve been out of sorts for the last two weeks, and yesterday I finally figured out why: I miss my novel. I miss my characters.
I didn’t go through this phase much with Jade Tiger back in 2003 because a family tragedy pretty much consumed my life for months after I finished. The post-novel blues are vastly preferable to that nightmare, but unexpectedly powerful in their own right. I find myself desperate to continue writing in the Above World universe. The novel doesn’t deserve fans (yet), but I want to write fan fiction!
(Okay, now that I’ve said that, I’m totally going to do it.)
Help me, friends. How do you get through this?