I’m very near to the end of a first draft of my novel, and am having a harder and harder time keeping thoughts of all the hard work ahead at bay.
So many things to add, and change, and remove. So many crappy sentences to fix, words to remove, characters to insert and excise. It’s going to take forever till it’s readable!
The trick now is pushing these thoughts out of the way for a few more weeks till I’ve passed the finish line. Then I can buy myself a nice bottle of scotch and celebrate a little… then, back to work with endless editing and rewriting and dying inside.