Something of a pause

I have not written enough yet to have a reliable sense of pattern within my overall creative process.  But I have written enough to know that 'endings' tend to be no more than a temporary pause.  For now then, I have finished re-visioning my manuscript.  I've done the part that is within my control: I showed up, I did the best that I could do.  

As I shut down my computer for the night, I don't feel relief so much as gratitude.  I'm grateful to my critique partners, to my close friends and family who have patiently helped me reach this temporary end.  But above all, I'm grateful that this is what I get to do with my days: craft a story, imperfect and honest as it may be.