I've Finished!

I have just, and I mean in the last five minutes, finished my novel. At least, I think I have; I reserve the right to implement any brainwaves that may occur in the next few days - but I really do think it's finished. Two years and five months of my life; four complete drafts; many blog commenters who helped with the first draft; nine real-life people who gave me useful feedback on all or part of it in later drafts. And, of course, all the other novels and stories I wrote before, that never got published - well, let's be honest, most of them never got finished either - because they weren't good enough. Not to mention several writing courses attended, a couple of dozen how-to books read, and countless tips picked up here and on Racers' individual sites.

For the last month I have worked so hard. Luckily for me I was able to cut back on other work, and I was only asked to do two funerals in October. I've done hardly any socialising, and only had one or two days off; just book, book, book. The last week has been like finishing a marathon (at least I imagine it has; I aspire to never find out in reality). I've read the whole thing aloud, and as a result I have a sore throat - see how I suffer for my art!

I thought I would feel exuberant and celebratory, but actually I just feel emotionally drained and physically exhausted. I'd like to do a 'yay me' but I don't have the energy. Which feels odd, given that I've been working towards this for so many years. Right now I'd rather have a nice cup of tea than a glass of champagne - and, let me tell you, that is MOST uncharacteristic!

So I'm off for a rest. But if anyone wants to do some whooping and hollering in the comments box, I'd be most grateful; it might help me get in the mood to celebrate at the weekend.

And thanks, so much, for all your support.