So there we are. The story is done, the final full stop is in place. The pages are printed, filed and set aside to mature for a while so I can visit the novel with fresh eyes when it’s time to do the first edit/second draft.
I’ll miss these characters. I’ve spent so much time these past few months deciding how their lives should go and putting words in their mouths that it’s sad now to leave them to their own devices.
Mind you, that box of chocolates that’s peeping in at the corner is quite a decent consolation!