Comments on: The Anxiety of Finishing http://www.williamlanday.com/2010/01/31/the-anxiety-of-finishing/ Official web site of the author of "Defending Jacob" Thu, 09 Feb 2012 10:39:00 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: Jez http://www.williamlanday.com/2010/01/31/the-anxiety-of-finishing/#comment-101 Jez Sun, 14 Mar 2010 09:30:06 +0000 http://williamlanday.com/blog/?p=2117#comment-101 "Sitzfleisch and Schadenfreude." There you are, sir, the title of your next book. “Sitzfleisch and Schadenfreude.” There you are, sir, the title of your next book.

]]> By: Bill Landay http://www.williamlanday.com/2010/01/31/the-anxiety-of-finishing/#comment-100 Bill Landay Sun, 31 Jan 2010 17:39:21 +0000 http://williamlanday.com/blog/?p=2117#comment-100 So true. While I'm working on a project, I think about it constantly. Once the book is out there, I feel surprisingly little connection to it. As time goes by, the disconnect becomes even greater. Readers routinely know my own books better than I do. Their experience of it is so much closer and more intimate. There ought to be names for these strange writerly feelings, probably German combination words like sitzfleisch and schadenfreude. So true. While I’m working on a project, I think about it constantly. Once the book is out there, I feel surprisingly little connection to it. As time goes by, the disconnect becomes even greater. Readers routinely know my own books better than I do. Their experience of it is so much closer and more intimate.

There ought to be names for these strange writerly feelings, probably German combination words like sitzfleisch and schadenfreude.

]]> By: Lito http://www.williamlanday.com/2010/01/31/the-anxiety-of-finishing/#comment-99 Lito Sun, 31 Jan 2010 17:12:56 +0000 http://williamlanday.com/blog/?p=2117#comment-99 And after "shipping" or completion comes the void. The work that is out of one's hands has already assume a separate existence. Like it was never yours. Or like it was once yours - like a child - but now it's out there facing the world. And after “shipping” or completion comes the void. The work that is out of one’s hands has already assume a separate existence. Like it was never yours. Or like it was once yours – like a child – but now it’s out there facing the world.

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