I just finished my first novel which is World's Apart. FINALLY.
After years and years of creating it and finally, writing it down.
I feel so proud and happy. But at the same time, I feel sad because I miss it already.
NaNoWriMo really helped to push me so that I could finish it. So right now, I am thankful for the existence of NaNoWriMo. Without NaNoWriMo, I would have never even started writing my novel. So yea.
But I am really glad that I could finish it. Atleast, in this lifetime, I managed to write a novel. So if I die, there is one thing I can be proud of and be glad about.
Even if my story sucks, I will forever be proud of this story.
My characters and plot are beautiful and wonderful.
So, if it sucks, it's my fault for not being a better writer and for not having a better imagination.
Like they say, a carpenter never blame his tools. So, if my story sucks, it isn't the story's fault but it's mine.
But even then, I would be proud.
Writing this has been interesting.
At first, it felt easy and I was getting into the groove. Then, writer's block came or rather I started hating everything I wrote. Every word, every scene and every chapter felt wrong and out of place.
But at the end, the inspiration came and saved everything. I end up falling deeper in love with my own story and crying over the sad scenes that I wrote.
So, writing is beautiful, painful, brilliant and frustrating all at the same time.
But this has been a good year for writing because, I actually have two completed works now.
First, it's a short story called Aletheia. (the link is here.)
And now, my novel which is World's Apart. (the first three chapter link is here, if you want more, please do contact me.)
So damn proud.