At 3:07 in the morning, I finished writing the novel I'd started November sixth, 2008 for NaNoWriMo.

I've still got to edit it. For the moment it's 60,303 words long. After editing it will probably be longer, and will then be proofread and critiqued by and . I'm hoping to have editing done tomorrow. After it's edited based on their critique, those people who are friends of mine that I trust not to do things with it I wouldn't approve of, and who I know as people (the only way I know what they're likely to do, duh) will be able to read it. After them, I'll do any last touches they point out if I miss a comma here of there, stuff like that. Then I hope to buy pretty book paper and print out a couple copies, and have them professionally bound to be pretty little books. Just because I can.

I promised I'd have it done by the end of spring break. I've got several days left, but she won't mind me being ahead of schedule. She told me I had to write at least five pages today while she was at college. I close this time of writing having written eight pages and finished before I thought I would.

I'm proud of myself. Perhaps this will seem dorkish later today after I've slept, but I'm glad I started and finished something, even though it took me this long to do.

Well, I'm not finished yet, but I will. If I know anything, it's that I'll finish or die trying. (My ghost will come back and finish.)

I'm going to go sleep now. I'm fuckin' tired.

EDIT, YO:

So I finished editing it...uh, let's see. April thirteenth. That morning, at 12:10ish PM. It's 60,460 words. And I've got a couple paragraphs of information left to add, too.

And now it's being proofread. And it's gonna take a while. A secondhand editing's also gonna take a while. Yaaaay!

But the good news is I have a group of projects I'll for it in the meantime to keep me distracted! Yaaaaaaay!