Today, I began work on editing the
first draft of Book 2: "Sisterhood of Suns: Widow's War". Except for a few additional scenes that will undoubtedly
find their way in to fill gaps, the book is done. And I found myself experiencing
something that I always do at the end of such a long project—especially where
fictional characters are involved.
The best description would be a
writer’s form of port-partum depression. For the last two years, I’ ve spent my
time with the characters, moving on from where they were in Book 1, and going forwards. I lived with them, loved with them, fought along side
them and also cried with them.
And then suddenly, it’s over. Editing while extremely
important, is largely a mechanical process. The actual raw writing is more
visceral and I feel as if, to use the hackneyed expression, a chapter (or rather, chapters)
of their lives—and mine has--come to a close.
But, thankfully,
their story is not completely over. There is much more of it to tell, and I look
forwards to continuing the journey with the womyn of the Sisterhood. I hope
that my readers will feel the same way, and travel with us as we move into Book
3.
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