And... I finished. I was really darn close to the end, so it feels a little anti-climatic to end so early in the evening. I had visions of toiling really late as I tried to wrap things up. But hey, you can't control creative stuff like this.
So I finished with 66840 words, but that includes the huge chunk of material that I ended up scrapping to get the story back on track. If I remove all that material I end up with 53606 words. Not a very long novel to be sure, but certainly the longest thing I've written in years. It feels good to be done and to be able to enjoy my accomplishment. Still a lot of work to get it into a finished form, but I need to let it sit and rest a bit. Then I can come back with fresh eyes and give it the time it deserves.
I do admit I was feeling a bit of the blues near the end. Self doubt creeping in and telling me that it wasn't worth finishing. We really are our own worst enemies sometimes.
Well that's all I have to say at this moment. I might post some reflections later on this blog about the whole experience. Thanks to everyone who's spent some time with me on this adventure. I appreciate the comments, encouragement and advice. It's been a blast.
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