Well, I'm not done. But I'm revising.
I got to the black moment, dear readers. I got there and I went, "huh."
I assure you that one is not meant to just say "huh" at the black moment of a book. Something had obviously gone wrong. As I've mentioned here, I stop when my characters have lost their path. Usually, if I find the story's not feeling right or has completely derailed, I need to go back before I can go forward.
So, I stopped. But instead of carrying on like a ninny, flailing about in misery, I fast-forwarded through that part and just decided to check out my characters.
Alas, I've found where they got off track. It's a bit more involved than I'd hoped, so I figured I might as well go through the middle of the book and wrestle it into submission. Then I can write my black moment and my resolution.
Anyway, almost done. Technically, I'm just about done with the first draft and in the middle of the first structural pass of revising.
Which only leaves a couple more structural passes of revising, a couple passes to layer, and then a final pass for word choice and grammar.
Wait, was I optimistic at the beginning of this post?
My reaction at my black moment applies to this too, I guess.
So, tell me, have you hit "The End" only to find it felt more like a beginning than an ending? When do you feel that burst of accomplishment when you're writing?