Writing a book is like an adventure. To begin with it is a toy and an amusement. Then it becomes a mistress, then it becomes a master, then it becomes a tyrant. The last phase is that just as you are about to be reconciled to your servitude, you kill the monster. -Winston Churchill
That’s right, kids. Just over 4000 words today, and the book is DONE. It clocked in at just over 60k words, which is about average for the genre, and for me. Less than I expected with the new ending that occurred to me tonight. I was sure I’d be up all night, with the ending I had planned before. This one’s better, though. I’m quite happy with it. I’m also shocked–I didn’t expect to finish it until near the end of the month. I expected at least another 10k words. It is what it is, though.
Of course, I’m already thinking of little things that need fixed, things that could be added or subtracted here or there. But that’s a job for tomorrow. Or maybe I’ll actually let myself rest for a day.
Now, though, my happy little writer self is going to get a shower and go to bed. After I do a little happy dance, naturally.