I love writing. There are few pleasures in this world that can even be on par with the feeling of contentment I receive from writing a story. Writing is much more than a job to me. It is a relationship. Creating friends in the form of written words is not something I take lightly. When writing I understand the wonder that it brings the reader. Readers become intimately involved in a book much like I do. I respect it. I know that if I can match that feeling while writing the story, the reader will be able to experience the full potential while reading it.
I’ve been writing the ending for the second book in my series “Unikra” for the last few days now. I can’t help but get overwhelmed with a feeling of sadness. Watching my work of art come to a closing makes me sad. I will miss the thrill the story gave me every time a sat down to write it. I can’t get another rush like it.
To all my loyal fans out there, don’t be alarmed. I will still finish my work. I simply will enjoy it while it’s in my hands, and wish it good luck as it passes to yours.