I finished the edits from my second (friend) reader. She has me now thinking about how I want to end the book. Like, I think I might need to add a few more chapters and cut the Epilogue down a bit. Actually, both of my reader friends suggested I should add more and not end it where I chose to end it.
So, now, before I put the book back out to an unknown beta reader, I’m feeling like I need to revisit the story and do some revisions on the end. Damn…and here I thought I was done. HaHa!
I know, I know…all of you with published books out there are laughing hysterically at me right now. You thought you were done?! Are you nuts, lady?! I know…two rounds of edits isn’t really that much. And certainly, now that I’ve had two different people tell me a very similar feeling about the ending, it would seem I need to do something to make it stronger.
In my defense, my original plan had been to write a sequel where I was going to go deeper into the years covered by the Epilogue, so it felt like I was ending the story in the right place. But the more I thought about all of the additional research that would be involved in fleshing out the Epilogue into chapters, I decided that if I spend another couple of years doing that, this book might never see the light of day.
Plus I’ve got Faith waiting around for the chance to tell her story in my next book. She’s been starting to come together nicely and, while she’s waiting patiently right now, I don’t think she’s going to be willing to do that for another couple of years. That’s asking too much of even the most understanding character.
So, I’ve decided the best way to handle this shortcoming is not with another complete book, just more added to the current one. I’ve gotta tell you, it’s a little bit of a let down to be going back to writing this book. I love the characters and the story, but I was truly ready to set them loose on the world. Like an 18-year-old kid you think is ready to go off to college and start making her way in the world (and move out of your house), only she decides she needs a gap year and plans to keep living at home, and working to save some money. Sure you love your kid, but you were so ready for her to leave the nest.
So, I’m officially in the gap year…hopefully just a gap couple of months. HaHa!
Counting down the days…