That you hate your characters
That you are sick of writing them
That you are tired of their stupid story line
That you wish you could find a nice cliff for them to fall from in Chapter four
That you now think of them like freeloading relatives who refuse to leave
That the thought of writing one more line of dialogue for them turns your stomach
That you are sick to death of everything they say, do and wish they would just go away
That after twenty five rewrites you hate their freaking guts
That you wish you could change the past and NOT write the book as one of a trilogy because that means you have to live with these hateful beings for two more tortuous novels.
That the nightmare has only begun, because if the story is published you will have to talk about these characters you now loathe and pretend you love them!
*Any writers out there have a day like this with the monsters they’ve created? * 😉