fourteen scenes (eleven chapters) a denouement and a surprise epilogue
I am trying to finish my novel. I figure I have about fifteen scenes to go. Fourteen scenes (eleven chapters) a denouement and a surprise epilogue. Yet, I can't seem to make myself look at it. When I do, I can't breathe.
Well, I can't breathe through my nose anway, but that's pollen.
Anyhow, I have finished stories before. I have finished this one before, in draft. But this time it would be kinda, well...finished. And it's well...pretty good. There'd be no reason not to send it into the world and get some marketing feedback.
There's a reasonable chance someone might want it.
AGH.
Fifteen scenes--fourteen scenes (eleven chapters) a denouement and a surprise epilogue--are all that stand between me and the unknown.
Did I mention AGH?
Well, I can't breathe through my nose anway, but that's pollen.
Anyhow, I have finished stories before. I have finished this one before, in draft. But this time it would be kinda, well...finished. And it's well...pretty good. There'd be no reason not to send it into the world and get some marketing feedback.
There's a reasonable chance someone might want it.
AGH.
Fifteen scenes--fourteen scenes (eleven chapters) a denouement and a surprise epilogue--are all that stand between me and the unknown.
Did I mention AGH?