I have hammered out so many words into Chapter 33 of Love in the Shadows. Just today, I knocked out over two thousand words, beating my quota twofold for the day. And some serious thoughts have been coming into my mind.
Am I serious about publishing this story? If so, should I keep it a proper length for a novel? How would I do it? Is there even a good way to end this darned thing?
All of those questions have the same answer: yes. But one of those questions can't be answered with a simple yes. How would I do it?
This story is nearing 220k words. In comparison, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows has 190k words. Order of the Pheonix has 250k. Eragon with 157k. I'm nearing a nice limit to set my book at. I never planned for LitS to be this long. I never planned on making this a series. I never planned on actually following through with bringing this fun little adventure to life.
I'm finding myself in a quandary. As much as I would like for this to be one big, fat, thick book, I need to make this into a series. No doubt about it. No questions asked. But...Vincent is nowhere near done with his magic training. He's nowhere near done with his adventures with Mason and the rest of the cast. And certainly, nowhere near ready to fight Stefan. His frost weapons would be reduced to snowballs to Stefan's flames.
The book has to end. And I think it's going to be soon. Much sooner than I recently intended. I wanted a dramatic ending. One that would leave me feeling accomplished with what I have done. But the more I type, the more I stall. And that's what I have been doing. Stalling. Waiting for the ending to come in my mind. The obvious dream ending for my readers is for Vincent to vanquish the murderous mage, but that can't happen in less than 100k words.
There must be a second, and...dare I say, a third book! My resolutions have been set. Love in the Shadows must have an ending. And it is happening within the next five chapters. I am making this blog post to announce that this book...it's almost done! And the second book, Rising in the Shadows, will be started almost immediately after. And, in proper author-like fashion, I just thought of the third book's title, and I'm digging it: Death in the Shadows. Love when ideas just pop in your head as your typing out emotional moments! Thanks a lot, life! Big helping hand!
So, to my dear readers, followers, and commentors of Love in the Shadows, this is the official heads-up: we're coming to an end. And a new story will be unfurled. I've taken to some of my muses of various book series to decide on how to end this stinkin' thing. There are some good options, and I'm pulling a trigger. To what gun, I will leave that weapon on the table for y'all to figure out.
It's bed time for me, and I'm feeling pretty somber at this point. I am beyond proud of what I have done, and what I will continue to do for this series. As my first adventure in writing, I could not have expected the turnout that it would eventually create. I expected a flop. Like...when you fail at flipping a pancake on a griddle, and it just makes such an ugly shape as it doesn't land evenly. But I made a great freakin' pancake! This thing's got some blueberries and raspberries in it! And I will make sure it gets a nice dusting of powdered sugar on top when it gets slapped on a plate. And I will leave the syrup bottle out for you all to drizzle as much or as little on it as you wish.
Have a nice rest of the day, GA!