… I did it!
I just put the last installment together of my very first (okay, not very first, but you know what I mean) novel!
Yes, it’s finally finished! Well … the rough draft, anyway.
It topped out at just over 94K words (yikes!), and it started life as an innocent little exercise in dialog. I was just practicing dialog. My Beloved fell in love with the story, asked me (repeatedly) to keep it going, and before I knew it, it was a full-on novel. I didn’t realize it would be so easy, and please so many (all three of you who’ve been reading it).
I’m so happy I could just puke. It’s amazing.
Next year, maybe I’ll NaNo with the rest of you, provided my work situation is stable. Which it hasn’t ever been in November since Lord only knows when. 2001, I think.
But it’s in the hopper. Now I can step back and take a look at it and just … refine.
Thanks, babe. I couldn’t have — and wouldn’t have — done it without you. It was really your novel. I sure hope you liked it end-to-end as much as you did in the beginning.