It did get done today, but it will tomorrow. Not a work. Just facts. Tomorrow will be the day. One more big scene.
It’ll be the fastest I’ve ever written a novel. Last week of July through September. Almost exactly two months. That’s…man. That’s amazing. And it’s a solid book. Better than the last one, I think. It slaps. Particularly here at the end.
I’m learning stuff. Stories are starting to get easier to tell, little by little. Step by step.
Tomorrow is the day.
Whew. Wiped. Sleepy. Time for the sleeps. Night night.