I submitted Whispers From the Past last night to the publishing house. It's a milestone to celebrate and to mourn.
I love the characters in the Whisper Falls series, especially my hero and heroine. Mark and Susanna are household names around here. We talk about M&S as if they were real. If I swear, DD2 will say "That's Mark's favorite curse word." Or if I mention our second president, someone will remind me that "Susanna calls John Adams a vain toad", as if she's an authority on the subject.
I cried when I came to The End. Really. It was like going through empty nest syndrome. And on the day a few months hence, when I approve the final edited version and see the third book head off to the printer, I'll probably cry again. I'll want to write novellas and short stories about Mark and Susanna and their fictional friends, just so I can slip into their world(s) again.
There will be other series to write. Other stories to plot. But this book is my first-born. I'm going to miss it a lot.
Yes, M&S are members of the family now. It's time to let them go.