The Doldrums

Yes, it was inevitable. NaNoWriMo ended, the holidays hit me full force, and the end result is that I have only written about five thousand words since November. Now whenever someone asks me, "how's the book coming?" I just wordlessly shake my head.

Don't get me wrong, I haven't dropped it completely. It's always in the deep recesses of my ever tumbling thoughts, teasing me with whispered promises and quiet, guilt inducing, accusations. I will return to it in the very near future and will doubtless have it finished, editing included, by June, just in time to receive a free copy of it.

There is a part of me that doesn't really want to finish it. What will happen when I have? How will I say goodbye to it? Will it be lost in a great sea of novels, floating endlessly past my reach? *shudders*

And what of the alternative? Just let it sit where it lies? Never do anything with it for fear that it might be rejected or lost? No.

While fears and queries occasionally assault me, my expectations remain mostly positive. The excitement of knowing that I will soon have completed my first novel far outweighs anything else. It's such an incredible prospect.

Right now my novel stands at about 80,000 words which is roughly 177 pages. I hope to have at least 250 pages by the time I'm done, but we'll see. Regardless, I am very hopeful about what this new year holds for both me and my novel. =)