This might be a little anti-climactic for you as a reader, but for me, as the writer, it’s a very good day. I have officially finished writing my next book. I’ll be sending it to my agent this weekend. There’s no guarantee that anyone will publish it, or that it’s good, but I have had the time of my life writing it, and that’s all I worry about when I’m working.
Soon, we’ll know what we’ve got.
Here’s what I can tell you (I’m not going to get into details until I sell it).
- It’s taken nearly a year to write
- It also took ten drafts and will probably take several more once/if I start working on it with an editor
- There is a grotesquely fat baby in it
- It’s fiction
- It’s for young readers (and adults)
- It’s the most fun I’ve ever had writing, by far
I’ve told a couple of people that I’ve finished another book and they usually say something like, “Wow! You’re a machine!”
Hardly. I wrote this book, must like The World’s Strongest Librarian, was written in 15-30 minutes a day. But I strung a lot of days together, and now I can move on to the next thing.
If you want to write, you will go so much further, if you simply make consistent writing a habit. Five minutes a day, two hours a day, whatever. Do it enough times and earn the great pleasure of writing THE END.