A Second, and Final, Reprieve for Sanchin

Well, this is it. It’s time to let my baby go. I have to stop stressing about this book. I have had some very constructive comments from everyone who has read it so far.  And, on the whole, everyone seems to like it.

A couple of martial arts guys have commented favourably on the MA scenes so I think I can finally stop worrying.

Thank you to all of you who have taken the time to read it and give me feedback.

So, why is it so hard to let something like this go? Is it because you spend so long with these characters that they almost become a part of who you are? I know I get horribly defensive of my characters. I felt the need to jump to Tristan’s defence over the sensitive wimp comment – even though that’s just what he is.

Maybe it’s because you put so much of yourself into it that you’re afraid of revealing things about your innermost thoughts that you normally never would. Or maybe it’s just that some scenes are so hard to write that even the slightest hint of criticism feels like a personal affront.

I don’t know what it is, but I feel like an old mother hen clucking around her chicks. It’s ridiculous really, so I’m going to have a little tweak here and there and implement some of the excellent ideas that have been given to me and then I’m going to put this one to bed and get on with Broken Bonds.

I haven’t writen a word for over a week now!