The End – It’s not really though . . .

I’m reaching the end of my book (finally) and I feel like there’s a light at the end of the tunnel. I know very shortly I’ll be typing those two little words that all authors love to see.  But it’s not really the end.  I have to go back and do all my timeline checks and geographical setups.  I have to make sure that someone that died early on in the book isn’t still hanging out halfway through. (I’ve done that once already and it sucks; very time consuming to go back and replace all those names and adjust the scenes.) Then after all, that I still have to go over the entire book again for editing; maybe two more times.  And I just know I’ll change or add stuff; probably add. I’ve never edited any of my stories and ended up with fewer words than started with. But the feeling of relief when you type The End that first time is memorable.  Since this will be my first full-length novel (I’ve written a lot of short stories and a novella) for me it’s not really the end but a beginning as well.

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