The ancient one was again roused by the celebrations in the bAAR. He heard the various exclamations about the accomplishment by
@TheExecuter . "Quite the triumph, finishing a story that's been in your thoughts for 15 years. Moving really," Chac noted.
Still in his comfy chair, he raised his partially filled glass of mezcal and added his sentiments to the toasts. "Well done, sir!"
I'm not sure how I feel right now. I thought it would be more elation at finally getting it all out...but what I mostly feel is a bit of a 'goodbye' feeling...as I have been saying goodbye to writing for some of the characters.
"That is the feeling I have after completing big media projects too. I'm reminded of what has become a cliché: enjoy the journey. Once you get to the destination it really is about tying up the loose ends and then celebrating a bit," Chac replied.
At least that's what I feel whenever I finish something. It's sort of a bittersweet emotion, kind of like when you finish a good book or show."
"Yes, that is a good analysis. Bittersweet. You are saying goodbye to those characters, perhaps for good and many you have come to love," Chac added.
The real question is the one my wife has already asked...what story will I tell next?
"Couldn't agree more," Chac concluded. "But take some time to celebrate and bask in the glow a bit after taking your bows. No doubt there are more great tales to tell."
At that, the ancient one downed the rest of his glass. He picked up the various tomes by his comfy chair and returned them to the library that adjoined the barroom.
Then he pivoted, returning his glass to the main counter while making his way to the jukebox.
"Have to break my habit of sleeping here too much," he promised. "Off for my summer project now. Not sure when I will be back here. Likely around AARland less and less in the coming months until finished. I'll miss all of you, but hope to keep reading here and there when I can. Take care and keep the writing spirit alive. Yes, remember, it is all about the journey."
With that, the ancient one gathered his robes about himself, punched in his selection and made his exit from the bAAR.
"Wish You Were Here" by Pink Floyd (Performed live in 1994)