I'm going to be discussing what I'm sure many other writers go through: stage fright. I am about a fourth of the way through the first draft of book 4, and I've got to say, I'm feeling a little gun shy. There are a couple of reasons for this:
It's time to say goodbye: Like all writers, I've gotten attached to these people that I've created in my head. Cain and Riley have been a part of my life for years, and at least for the near and somewhat far future, we are going to be parting ways so I can work on some other projects that I'm excited about. It's time to make some new character friends, but you never forget the old.
(THE FOLLOWING PARAGRAPH CONTAINS SONS OF ANARCHY SPOILERS SO DON'T CONTINUE IF YOU HAVEN'T FINISHED WATCHING THE SERIES)
These people are real: I bawled like a baby when Jax Teller (Sons of Anarchy for those who don't watch the show) died. My husband looked at me like I had two heads. I was a swollen mess of tears. Because for the last several years, Jax Teller had been just as real as any person we'd see on the news. I will never meet those people either, but that doesn't make them any less real. Writers create real people in our heads, real for all intents and purposes. So when they die, they take a piece of us with them. For book 4, there will be some definite bloodshed, and I don't think some of my precious friends, who I have spent the last six years with, will make it out of the book alive.
I want to do right by the characters: When you spend that long with someone, as a writer, you want to make sure you do it right. You've poured your heart into something and you want to exit with the color and circumstance that it deserves. But rough drafts can make you wonder if you'll ever get it right. I want the closing act to be the best one yet, and that's a lot of pressure.
I want to do right by the readers: For every reader that has stuck with me and my books, I want to make you proud. I want you to get to the last page and feel like your journey was worth the trip. And maybe I want to make you remember these peoples' stories for at least a little while. Maybe you'll enjoy it so much that you'll let your children read it when their old enough (and PLEASE wait till they're old enough). I want to do right by you, and thank you for taking this journey with me.
And maybe, just maybe, you'll take the next one with me too.