Well as I write I find myself dreading writing, because these characters are mine in a sense, and I am possessive of whats mine.

In a sense, as I've said previously somewhere, its akin to amputation. Like most emotions within my story were once mine at one point in my life...

I am so nervous to be honest as well, but I am still trudging along, and I know that once I finish the book that I will feel some since of accomplishment. Nervous laugh... I can't possibly be the only one with these thoughts right?

C'mon sharing is caring