So, now that I’m done with Love Redeemed. Now that The End has been written, I’m in a space that I’ve never been in. I thought I could reward myself by reading other books waiting on my iPad, but my mind isn’t ready for a new story. I thought I could continue with the next project, L.I.T., but no. My mind isn’t ready for Jackson and Elle quite yet. They’ll have to continue to wait on the therapy couch for me.
Ughhhhhhh!! I feel like such a drama queen with these mixed emotions. I have to be honest; I won’t miss Rayna and A.D. Nope! I’ve stayed true to their story even in between books, when bloggers and my fellow authors turned up their noses to them (still do). I’ve stayed the course, even when folks who were reading got fed up with Rayna and her emotional responses to this man who was giving her something she didn’t know how to accept. I believed in them when many said they were too complicated and unbelievable. I remained true to Rayna although folks said it’s not realistic for a girl from the projects to be bright enough to get into Duke because I didn’t mention anyone in her life mentoring her to get there. Yup! I got it all and continue to do so. However, I’ve done my job and now I must move on to the next set of folks in the waiting room of my “therapy practice”.
The problem is, as I’m reading the great feedback, I’m finding it hard to come down from Rayna and Azmir. I’m hoping to be okay in a day or two, because I can’t stay in limbo. Here’s where I wish I had author friends who could appreciate this space and possibly advise what I can do to land. Don’t cry for me; I’ll figure it out for myself. I always do.
In the meantime, I’m at the door of my therapy practice, waving as I watch Rayna and Azmir leave together, holding hands, walking into their happily ever after (whatever that means).