The Afterbirth

I'm suffering from post-partum depression, would you believe. Or, at least, the book version of it.

Now that I've completed the first draft of Fathom Five, I'm a bit at a loss for what to do next. The Young City awaits, but it needs some heavy research in order to go ahead properly. I could edit Fathom Five, but I should set that aside for a week or a month and, besides, editing old material is not the same as creating new material. Then, of course, there's the Trenchcoat Farewell Project, but that's layout work. I love layout work, but it's different from writing. Oh, well. I'll see if I can create a piece of fan fiction to keep my fingers moving in the interim.

One thing that would help is feedback. However, you can't rush that. So, while my beta group ponders, and my Harry Potter stories go quietly unreviewed, all I can do is sit and wait.

If this sounds like I'm whining, it's because I am. I've got the after-book-marathon blues.

How do you defeat your post-partum blues, if indeed as writers you get them?

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