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"Know the place for the first time."

Last week was momentous, in that I was able to type The End on the latest book. Of course, as all you writers out there know, it doesn’t really mean the end. Not yet. I call this the fun part. (But it’s all fun, really.) Now I get to fill in the details, emotions, thoughts, and all the scene transitions where necessary. It’s a bit daunting, so the only way to do it is like most things… one page (or day) at a time!

I feel elated that the end is in sight. But also a bit gloomy. This has been my total focus since last October. Not a day has passed that I haven’t worked on it to some degree, whether it be a full day’s writing or just a tad of editing. I have run the entire gamut of emotions with this book; if anyone could peek through my webcam while I've been writing I’d have been committed to an asylum long since. I have found myself breaking out into those hysterical girlie-giggles, and have also wept with profound grief as well as laughter. I have walked every step of the way with my characters as they face the joys and ravages of life, and I've been inside the twisted mind of a sociopath. Soon it will be time to let them all go, but thankfully, not today!

The rain pours here, like it did last Sunday. Only in Northern Ireland do we go out for a wee drive and an ice cream on a day like that! Sitting in the car eating the most delicious vanilla ice cream I’ve ever tasted… the texture was glorious. And listening to 70’s music for book research while looking out at teaming rain. I wouldn’t change it for anything.

My coming back here and rediscovering Northern Ireland makes me think of one of my favorite quotes - it's well known and used for many, many things, but I first saw it on a framed poster in the Kennedy Space Center in Florida:

"We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time."   T.S. Eliot