Wrote much of the night last night. Wanted to sleep but the words just kept coming. If it weren't for Thanksgiving coming up I might have done so, but I'm heading from LA to home, so I needed the time today.
I am excited because I can see the end now. I have less than two and a half chapters left, the outline and my thoughts are pretty well matched up, and I expect to finish on schedule on Friday some time. Then its time to take care of the mechanical details of submission for NaNoWriMo and then start the editing and polishing process. Wow. I am really stoked. This was a new experience for me, one I was expecting to approach gradually in a few years.
I've also lined up several people to serve as a review board - I need the input as to how it reads.
Ultimately I have to decide if this is good enough to pursue an agent and try for publication. That will be a tough call. I hope it's good enough - so far when I go back and re-read things I find things I want to change (I'd be worried if that weren't true) but I dont think its crap. I've heard that comment from others and I dont understand, I guess. "I've written X thousand words, but its all crap" Why write junk just for the sake of getting junk on paper?
I am most of the way through chapter 23, and my total is 58, 085 words. Looking back at my earliest posts I'm glad I stuck it out. It hasn't been easy.
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