Post Book Depression

Post Book Depression. Is there such a thing? Who knows, but I’ve got it.

I googled “Post Book Depression” just to see, and there are folks out there who have already coined the term for when you don’t want a book you’re reading to end, a book that haunts you for days and weeks afterwards. Well, apparently, Post Book Depression hits those of us who write books too. Even more so, I’d venture to say.

Days after finishing revisions for Baby Grand, I didn’t know what to do with myself — and, trust me, with Christmas less than two weeks away, I had plenty to do. I’d get up at 4 a.m. and just lie there in bed. Didn’t even feel like eating — now you know something is up. The malaise has subsided a bit now, but I still feel a tremendous loss, my mind wandering to upstate New York, the setting for Baby Grand, thinking about what’s going on now. I wonder if it’s because I’m planning a sequel, so there’s still more to say. Or is that just the way it is after every book? I wouldn’t know, since this is my first.

C’mon writers, chime in. Do you feel my pain?


6 thoughts on “Post Book Depression

  1. Oh my goodness, yes, I know exactly what you are talking about! I worked through five drafts of my first novel, taught myself what I could about the industry, by some miracle got an agent, worked the summer making revisions, and now the manuscript has gone out to publishers. Meanwhile I had started copious notes on a prequel of sorts, which I was very excited to start. I wrote 17,000 words in one fell swoop with enthusiasm, and then suddenly, without regular feedback on book 1, and without having any control over what happens next where publishers are concerned, I just fell off a mental cliff. Lost my rhythm about everything. Trouble reading, concentrating, constantly feel like something is “missing” (presumably the first book and all the effort and concentration that went into shaping it). To be fair, I started blogging, and don’t feel as comfortable with non-fiction, so that has been something of a distraction along with other forms of social media. But I think I’m letting myself be distracted by all of that. I can’t figure out if things are just “percolating” in my mind as it were and this is my process, or if I’m just mourning the loss of the first book and unwilling to let go. Sorry to go on here, but I can really relate to your post. Thanks so much for writing it.

    • Oh, Madame Paradox, soul sister, fellow angst-ridden writer… it seems as though we are in the exact same place. Novel done and revised and in the hands of our capable agents. And the waiting has begun… I also started a second novel right away called IN THE RED, after the first draft of BABY GRAND was completed, but I too faltered after a good start. It must be just the way it goes, and when we’re ready, we’ll move on to the next story. :) I’ll be right there with you! Thanks for stopping by!!

  2. I’m not at the same stage as you, Dina, but I have friends who have literally grieved at the conclusion of a book. I think it’s because your mind is so full of your characters for such a long time… you’ve come to know them intimately, and suddenly you have to part with them. It’s like waving your precious babies off to kindergarten, putting them into someone else’s care, and knowing you’ve lost control over their days. It’s frightening.

    If it’s any consolation, it’s likely that the depression will change to exasperation when your agent sells your ms to a publisher and the editor starts you on even more revisions! ;)

    Take time to enjoy the perks of at least being temporarily finished, and the distractions of joy-filled Christmas moments.

    Merry Christmas!

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