Yes. I had one of those.
Yeah, I'm not going to lie, guys. It sucked. 60,000 words of insane awesomeness, then BAM. Out of nowhere.
"You've broken my plot for the last time! My characters are never good enough for you! Don't lie to me, I've seen you look longingly at those YAs. I've heard you talk about how exciting steampunk would be. I can't change who I am!"
"Of course I look at YAs and steampunks. We never meant for us to last forever. I was going to make you pretty, you were going to try to sell. That was the deal."
"But I thought we had something special!"
"We do. We have something better than this. I just want you - us - to be spectacular."
"No! I'm done! You take your deadlines and your plot development and go write fanfiction. We're over."
Maybe I'm a little overdramatic, but darn, that's what it felt like. I felt worse on Wednesday night than I feel when I break up with my real-life people.So what did I do?
I played some video games. I watched movies with friends. I *cough* did some homework.
Sure enough, yesterday we both apologized. The book break-up is over. Now we're like this:The message here? It gets better. Stick with it. :)