Bed seems like such a lovely idea.
Mar. 11th, 2005 10:50 pm4,299 words today, some fair fraction of which were salvage.
Chapter Eleven is done. 14,106 words.
Only Chapter Twelve remains, and it's all dénoument. Which is not to say easy, necessarily, but really, incredibly, reassuringly finite. There just isn't that much book left when you're heading into the last chapter.
The sense of relief I feel is really rather too big for words. My deadline suddenly looks a lot less horrifying than it did even a week ago.
Still breathing.
Chapter Eleven is done. 14,106 words.
Only Chapter Twelve remains, and it's all dénoument. Which is not to say easy, necessarily, but really, incredibly, reassuringly finite. There just isn't that much book left when you're heading into the last chapter.
The sense of relief I feel is really rather too big for words. My deadline suddenly looks a lot less horrifying than it did even a week ago.
Still breathing.
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Date: 2005-03-13 12:48 am (UTC)