Post Novel Depression?
When I wrote 'The End' it was a magical moment. I was euphoric. I had finally finished something (my wife will tell you I never finish anything!). For several days I was 'over the moon' and any other clichés you can think of. Then wham! I was at a low. I couldn't put my finger on the cause. I am in a happy place in my life.
The only explanation I have is Post Novel Depression. Never having finished a novel before, I don't even know if this exists, but it seems a logical explanation to me.
I have spent several years working on this book, and then suddenly I am no longer driven by it. I finished it. It has no control over my life anymore. And I'm missing it. Yes, book two is now a work in progress, but book one had become such a part of me perhaps I am feeling its loss.
It wasn't long before I returned to my normal state of not taking things seriously, but for a brief moment I was a sour-faced, miserable so and so (no comments please!).
Maybe this will happen after every novel is completed, or perhaps this was just a one off for my first born. Only time will tell.
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