Now I have to edit.
And then edit again.
And then figure out how to find beta readers, edit, edit, edit, and THEN I will be done.
And dudddde. That is a scary thought.
I am sitting here, watching Harry Potter on ABC and reveling in my almost doneness. I like editing. I like being almost done. There is a finish line off in the distance. (For writing this particular story. It's really not that big of a deal in the grand scheme of things.)
Anyway. I just felt the need to update since I totally wasn't expecting it to happen that fast. (As, um, you can see by yesterday's post.)
Oh, great. Now I'm depressed.
If you'll excuse me, I'm going to
um, gonna go practice driving.