So apparently I wrote about 8K today. For some reason I’m almost embarrassed to admit that. I really have done little else but write today! Ass in chair, indeed.
I call this “end of novel fever” and occasionally it strikes. I’m just glad my fingers are holding up… but not for long. It’s bedtime for me, and man… yeah.
I said something a few posts about being surprised if I hit 90K. Well, um. I’m surprised. But it is coming to a close. Sort of. Sometimes characters have little side quests they have to finish, and no matter how much you try to talk them out of it they don’t listen. Added bonus: a new character who didn’t exist until today and (surprise again!) a sex scene!
There is a great deal of good in here, and a great deal of bad. I would add details, but I think my fingers might fall off. That’s what editing is for, right?