Good morning!~
Yes, I get this too.
Yesssss...this mixed with the elation that Bettie and CM mentioned. It's an odd swirl of emotion and exhaustion.
Hey now, we're real people too.
I will pay you a shiny nickel to tape yourself doing that and post it to the cantina.
That's awesome!!! Good for you.
Well like you, my hubby is home today. Unlike you, I forgot he was working from home. So when I heard water running in the kitchen this morning I peeked around the corner with 911 ready to dial in my hand. In my underwear no less, which would undoubtedly been the worst way ever to confront a thief. Even one polite enough to rinse his dishes.
Finished my novel earlier tonight. As usual, I find myself mildly depressed after the fact. Not sure why that happens, but I'm always better the next day.
Yes, I get this too.
It's a couple of things. You've had this drive, this purpose, for weeks or months, and then suddenly you don't. Plus, yeah, you've been on this amazing journey both of creating and living alongside the characters, and then it's over and you're just sitting around your own, smaller life wondering WTF just happened. Or, anyway, that's sort of how it works for me.
Yesssss...this mixed with the elation that Bettie and CM mentioned. It's an odd swirl of emotion and exhaustion.
Weird... I am incredibly elated upon completion of a novel. I sort of float above my chair for several hours. I only get sad when I realize I have no one in my life to tell except for online folks. At least no one who really gets excited for me. Except for online folks.
Hey now, we're real people too.
Anytime I complete something, I react like this guy.*
*fast forward to the 1:28 mark for undistilled, liquid epicness
I will pay you a shiny nickel to tape yourself doing that and post it to the cantina.
Good morning! I have been doing the healthy thing and going to the fitness center almost every day during lunch at work. I'm hoping to lose some weight/tone up.
That's awesome!!! Good for you.
So how's it going?
Well like you, my hubby is home today. Unlike you, I forgot he was working from home. So when I heard water running in the kitchen this morning I peeked around the corner with 911 ready to dial in my hand. In my underwear no less, which would undoubtedly been the worst way ever to confront a thief. Even one polite enough to rinse his dishes.