Holy shirt balls! People actually like it!
I obsessively wrote a manuscript in about 14 months. It's essentially version 1.5 as some of the chapters were reworked, and a couple of chapters were added.
A couple of people I respect the opinion of found out that I was finished book one and starting on book two. They asked if they could read it. And they are raving. RAVING!
Now, I am by no means delusioned into thinking that this is a finished project. I myself have a lot of complaints about the structure and character work. I am fully aware that this is going to be at least another year if not more, probably more before I am at a finished story.
That being said. It feels so fucking amazing to know that the story in my head -- one that I was convinced was a brain tumor because of the compulsivity, is actually quite good. I feel like I'm going to buy my husband a bouquet of flowers today because he has picked up all of my slack when I disappeared into my keyboard.
Writing is sometimes such a isolating thing to do. How did you feel when you got to this part of the process?
Edit. Not friends. Fellow writers.