That one story that was stopping me from writing what I wanted.

On July 16th I finished my first novel titled 'By the Sea'. I had been working on it for eight months straight and I knew it would eventually end but when I finished typing the final few words on my laptop I left a little sick, this story had been a part of me for a while and now it was over and it felt strange, I wasn't going to be spending hours passed my bedtime finishing chapters or spending hours in the day looking for that little piece of information I needed to be correct. It was over and the next stage waiting to start.

I decided to self-publish my debut novel and I have no second thoughts about that but the editing and re-writing and re-reading and editing it again and then having to re-read again and again was tough, I have read my novel at least over 14 times in the last 4 days because my novel is in the final process of self-publishing and I'm filled with excitement and fear that at times have rendered me unable to turn my laptop on.

By the Sea wasn't the novel I wanted to write but it was always a story that stayed with me, the setting plot and characters have been roaming around up in the abyss I call a brain for years and honestly this story was stopping me from writing what I really really wanted, so instead of continuously ignoring this story I wrote it and now it's gone I actually feel a weight lifted off me, it's great and I can't wait to move on and write the stories I have been yearning to write for years.

I'm excited for this next adventure I'm about to embark on, it's a whole new world a whole new genre and I'm ready to enter it.

Have you ever found yourself writing the story you've always held inside?