At 2.30 today I finished the first draft of my first novel.
I am so excited I can barely contain myself. Sent a large email out to anyone who's email address I ever saved, so if you got it and didn't want to know, sorry and shame on you for being a downer!
82520 words is the final count. About 12000 more than I anticipated. But I'm thinking at least 7000 will go once the Red Pen of Doom attacks the draft on Monday.
But this weekend I'm in Reading for the getting drunk.
If you can't join me for a drink, fill a recepticle with booze and tilt it in acknowledgment, would ya.
Done it. Finished a novel.
That puts me ahead of about 80% of writers in the world.
Plus, 11 days ago I was at 60000 words. That's over a quarter of the novel I've written in that time. I could have been rich and famous by now if I'd got my finger out years ago.