I took a weekend off from my studies, as I was fluey and unable to concentrate on anything. By Sunday, I felt an old familiar tug, pulling me to Doorways.
Even though I'd already been waking up early every morning, by two o'clock I felt as if I'd go mad if I didn't just look at what I still needed to do. Looking turned into revision of one part, which turned into eight almost straight hours of it.
By 10 PM I'd reached the end. Yay me!
I'm still not quite done, though, because I need to go over it one more time before sending it to my first Crit Partner. I have a sneaking suspicion that there are some bits toward the end that will need a lot more work, because my germ ridden mind can only focus for so long. The only reason why I kept going was because I was going into the story's climax. It kept feeling wrong to stop.
I really want to get to the end, though. I'd rewritten the close to one I really loved, but as I woke up I got this niggling suspicion that became an all consuming thought: It didn't fit the story. It would have been gorgeous if it had, but the entire story sets the characters up in a certain way. One that clashed with the ending I'd written. Sigh...
So now I'm still trying to work out how to close Doorways that makes everyone happy while bringing the point across that this wouldn't be the end...
Anyone else writing writing a series? How did you manage to end the book without ending the story?