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What Happens After ‘The End’: Navigating Post-Novel Blues


“Endings are merely the seeds of new beginnings waiting to bloom.” — Uncommon

I’ve written three books now, Look Over Your Shoulder, being my debut novel. I’ve heard it said most writers have one all important book they need to write. But it isn’t always their first book. Sometimes they need to get down and dirty in the mud, figure out this whole writing character and plot and setting jazz, before they feel brave enough to tackle their big book. Not how I roll.

Look Over Your Shoulder is my big story. Good or bad, I’m not sure, but being one to rarely look before I leap, and without having the damnedest clue what I was doing, I jumped right into my big story with my first novel. Not going to lie, it wasn’t an easy journey, because, yeah, I ended up learning about character and plot and setting on the fly. Consequently, finishing this book took FOREVER. Would I have it any other way—that’s a hard no.

And now my baby’s about to go big and to go wide. She’s hitting the streets on October 21, 2025. Woohoo!

My journey to releasing Look Over Your Shoulder hasn’t been a straight line, but now that I’ve held my proof copy in my hands, I feeling a sense of completion. Along with a whole bunch of other feelings.  

Finishing the story was definitely bittersweet. Ecstatic to have completed the project, I felt pretty damn proud of myself, but once that high waned, I was left with a massive emotional hangover. Although I was able to take my story on some fun-filled adventures, there were also times where I went deep and dark. Eventually, I got through the hangover period only to find moodiness and irritability stacked up right behind it. I recognized this wasn’t somewhere I wanted to land and very quickly began work on my second novel—Stillwater Lake (scheduled for release in the new year—just saying).  

Okay, fine. I softened the blow and cheated officially saying goodbye to the world I’d created in Look Over Your Shoulder when I stole a few minor characters and dragged them into Stillwater Lake. Ya gotta do what ya gotta do to get through, I guess.

Today, I feel I’ve come full circle. I’m readings my proof and feeling nostalgic. I’m revisiting my characters, the settings and individual scenes, and I’m remembering where I was when I wrote them, who workshopped them with me, and how I felt when I thought I nailed them. This book is a scrapbook of my writerly journey. Looking back has been nice.

What’s the moral of the story? Writers are feelers. That’s why we write. I’ve decided it’s okay to have a bunch of big feelings when you’ve finished your big story, or any project for that matter. I say sit with those feelings as long as you need to, just don’t get stuck there. You may believe in delivering your story to the world, that you’re done. I doubt it. Not only will your story now live on in your readers, but I’m betting there’s another big story inside you just waiting to bust through. Write on writers!

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Print version will be available for sale on October 21, 2025

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Sticking Like Glue

The sun poked through a lush tree canopy, a chipmunk scurried across the deck, cicada buzzed, and waves lapped lazily onto the beach. I stared out from the screened in gazebo and knew I was in my nirvana. So why—not for the first time—did I want to hurl myself off the dock and sink to the bottom of the lake? Simple. Because my characters were throwing tantrums, and my story had decided to ditch me and take a hike down a dark, windy, dead-end alley. You might say, all a bit much. Who was I kidding? I couldn’t write a book. What a world class idiot I was to assume once I’d landed on MY story, that the cosmos would fall in line, and the most brilliant words the world had ever read would float like motes in a sunbeam onto the page. WRONGO.

That afternoon, I did the only thing I could do. I sent out an SOS. Cryssa, my friend and a fellow writer, knew all about chasing wayward characters down dark alleys.  

Hey, girl. Hate to bug, just wondering, you still got that lifeline handy?

Took some doing, but she got me out of the reeds and safely back on dry land.

Take a break. Go for a walk. Things ’ill look different when you get back.

I did, and they did.

For real, a shift had happened. I returned to a scene that suddenly clicked, and characters who’d wandered back. Oh, and they had a story to tell me. Yeah, that was the thing. They spoke, and I listened instead of the other way around.  

I got through that day, but I’m not going to lie, it wasn’t the first, nor the last time I felt overwhelmed by this story and figured I’d be doing the world a favour if I just quit. But here’s the thing, I’m a stubborn mule—also I grew up with a mom who never let me quit anything I ever started—so I stuck to it. I continued to write, and to workshop, and to edit, and to edit, and to edit, until my characters told me they were done talking.

Fast forward to today. I’m here in a different gazebo, staring at the cover for my debut novel, Look Over Your Shoulder—pre-order e-book now : https://books2read.com/u/bzGr7z Print version available October 21, 2025, just saying—and feeling pretty proud of myself. It’s happening. Woot!

Moral of the story? The highs and lows of this journey were monumental, but they do say, it’s not the destination, rather the journey that matters. True that. Along the way, I learned how to write. I learned how to give and receive critiques. I learned fear and disappointment are part of the process, for sure, but they’re not good enough excuses to quit. I found my tribe, and I found my voice. Oh, and I decided that writing was easy peazy—not!

And ya know what—I’ma gonna do it all again.

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