What books have you read that gave you a sad feeling to be nearing the last page? You were anxious to see how the author wrapped up the story, yet you hated to leave behind the characters and move on to another book? I’m kind of getting that feeling as I get closer to the end of my current writing project. I’ve probably spent more of my free hours with Gabe and Francesca than I have with my own husband this month. Okay, I exaggerate. Still, even when I wasn’t actively writing, I was thinking about the story. I like this book. I like the story. I like the people. I like the places. I hope I’ve done justice to my theme and to my craft. I hope for good things. I’m tired and ready to set it aside and yet, it’s difficult nearing “The End”.