It seems like I've been working on The Legendary Days of My 17th Year forever. The original idea came to me when I was in graduate school. It has evolved a lot, and I actually get all sweaty when I start thinking about another book - because this one is safe. It is known. And, honestly, I really, really (really) like the premise.
But you have to keep writing.
The question is: when do you stop? I feel like I'm committing literary adultery by starting the new book right now - even though I came up with a title (it's amazing) and a first paragraph (again, can you say 'amazing'?)
Maybe I'm afraid of getting really invested in this book, only to find out some agent-dude (or dude-ette) wants me to do 7 revisions of LEGENDARY DAYS...Or maybe I'll get into the book and realize I'm not actually a good writer....that I can only write about professional wrestling, Guatemalans and Guns N' Roses (yeah, you know you want to read it...o_0 )
Either way, you have to start writing a new book....right...right?
And that's what I'm doing now - just moving on and trying not to focus on the intense anxiety that keeps creeping through my body like some kind of writer's flu. I'm plotting and having fun coming up with all sorts of obnoxious and funny things (like a girl having to take 'Advanced' Health her senior year of high school. Because, really - what does it take to study 'Advanced' Health? Is it actually an advanced course or some kind of remedial class for kids with The Stink? Like I said, obnoxious...)