I finished my final revisions. All of them. The book is done DONE. So I'm setting it aside for a week (at least) and then I'll do one last read through and ship it off.
...And then what? I've spent hours every single day for the last 8 months working on this book or thinking of this book or just generally being consumed by this book. And now it's done. It's such a strange feeling. When I was revising I could make plans, I could write "fix chapter 36" on my calendar and then do it. It just feels weird writing "relax" on my calendar and then sitting around anxiously because I've got to relax! the calendar says so! but I can't! Aurughh.
Anyway. You know when you have a story idea, but when you start typing it down it's just not coming together the way it does in your head? In your head it's all shiny and perfect but on paper it is... not. Well, it didn't start out that way, but I've finally molded this book into the best representation of my intangible shiny story idea.
So of course it's doubly terrifying. Because what if people still don't like it? And also, how on earth am I going to do it all again?
I think I'm on the right track. Actually, I've been really strangely productive lately. I don't know if the stars are aligned right or Mercury is in retrograde* or maybe someone's just been spiking my coffee with Productive Juice (which sounds kinda weird and gross, so I'm not use that term ever again.)
The point is this: Yesterday was my first day of vacation after finishing. And I spent the day reading Red Glove and writing 1K words on a new project. So I guess that's the kind of thing I'm going to do now. I'm cool with that.
*I looked it up. Mercury is not in retrograde, and also, when Mercury is in retrograde it has something to do with communications becoming confused or jumbled, so it's probably not a contributing factor to my productivity. It was neat though, because I learned what 'retrograde' meant. Did you guys know planets move backwards and stuff?? Wild.