Telling a Book Goodbye

There's a very strange something that happens when you finish a book. Call it Writer's Postpartum, but it is a kind of mourning/grieving/losing-your-best-friend/wandering-about-the-house-without-a-purpose feeling. It's the feeling that something is missing, that something is not quite right, as if you've suddenly woken up to find yourself very far from home. When I'm done with a [...]