Now that I’ve finished writing Light and Darkness, I feel a sense of sadness… even disappointment. This has come as quite a surprise as I had always expected to feel rather relieved that the late nights and somewhat obsessive behaviour might finally come to an end. However, the novel has taken many years of thought and research (and many months of actual writing) to complete and now that it’s over, I can’t help thinking that I’ll miss it – or to be more precise, I’ll miss the characters and their world.
To enjoy living in the world of Light and Darkness might seem a little bizarre, being as it is filled with death, fear and – as the title might suggest – desolation and loneliness. However, there has also been the “light”: the friendship and love and the wonderful characters which have grown on me, to a point where I have forgotten that they are all my creations.
I am going to miss them and their story, but can console myself that our parting will be brief, as I am shortly to begin work on the sequel. It has not all been plain sailing. At times I have wondered what I have undertaken and why, but on a really good day, I creep into bed in the early hours of the morning, wearing a ridiculously broad smile, already planning the next day’s writing. Regardless of the journey and the outcome, the characters have become very real to me. They have been a pleasure to spend the last few years with and a privilege to know.