Well, That Was Weird
Two days ago, I finished my first rewrite. And, I'm still not quite sure what happened, but I'm here to say that I finished another book... ?!?
Okay, here's what happened. After finishing Because I'm Irish, I felt fresh wind in my sails. I started working on The Angel Novel. But in the back of my mind, I couldn't stop thinking about Petrichor. It was at 96,000 words and so close to the ending. I have apparently become a.) *cough* addicted to the high I get when I finish novels and b.) tired of having novels so close to being finished and yet not.
Of course, I decided to finish it in one day, like the ridiculous person I am.
I figured out, finally, how I could end it. I ended up writing a quick ending with lots of fast-paced, unexpected twists. I killed a minor character and injured some others. I messed stuff up. And, ultimately, I typed the last words of this ridiculously long 100,000 word book. (Writing a book of 100,000 words was something I always wanted to do, so I guess that's cool.
But editing will be awful.)
Aaand to be honest, I'm not completely sure how I feel about it. Like, I'm glad I finished it, but it feels weird. My emotion is this:
I'm not satisfied with the ending, but as a whole, I'm not satisfied with the novel. I love the characters and I can see their potential, but there's a lot of stuff I need to fix and take out first in order for my babies to really shine. When I read back over it, I kept wanting to start editing right away. But I knew I couldn't edit it until there was an ending. I also knew if I took more than one day to write the ending, I'd chicken out and it wouldn't get done. So I blazed through it. I wrote 4,000 words in Petrichor (and 3,000 words in The Angel Novel. I have no idea why I decided to write so much).
But the point is, I ended it. On July 16th, sometime after midnight, with a total of 100,346 words, I finished Petrichor!
stats (for posterity's sake!)
started: November 1, 2013
finished: July 16th, 2015
final wordcount: 100,346
final pagecount: 296
Sadly, this post is not as cool or helpful as my last one. I don't have any writing advice or anything (except that sometimes you have to put down some kind of ending and sometimes your writing does stuff you didn't expect and writing is WEIRD, man). I just wanted to post here to mark this day down in my writing history. I've been pretty open about Petrichor here on my blog, so it's really unbelievable to announce that it's finally done! Now what will I do with my life? Actually, I know. If you'll excuse me, I'm going to go sleep for a week.
How's your writing going? Have you ever done something you did not expect?