It's done. Except for completing it.

I finished my novel yesterday.

What's that you say, Westbye? You wrote 32,000 words in one fell swoop of frenzy, coffee and bennies? No!!! Silly mortal. I did, however, while plotting in longhand with my trusty legal pad, come up with the final story arc and denoument. Now it's just a question of filling in a few questions of timeline, and on to the 12/01 finish line. All this while hanging with some our estemed co-conspirators at Panera and inhaling bagels. I love this job.