I’m full of it again.

Sort of. I know how Vezien ends now. I just have to get there first.
The past few months have been tough on the writing front, it flowed and flowed — and then it all came to a crashing halt.
I dried up.
I hated the story.
I put it aside and wrote other stuff, feeling guilty for abandoning a nearly finished manuscript.
The guilt rides me every day. I walk to work, plotting while I plod. I walk home. Plotting while I plod.
It’s all there, in my head, but it isn’t "hot" enough to write yet. I know how it will come to the final earth shattering conclusion, but the words aren’t quite ready yet. I know what will happen, I know how it ends.

It’s driving me mad.

The book is at 71k words now and the final 20k are in my head.

Soon they shall be on paper, which means the second in this series will be finished.

Then comes the editing. I already dread it, because I know I will have to cut a lot of stuff out.

Still, I’m going to do it, come hell or high water. I suspect it’ll be hell.

Tags: WIP