So I'm closing on the home stretch. My deadline for finishing this is utterly immutable. Sunday night. So oddly I find myself in a strangely zen place. I know it's coming in short. I know I'm short changing sequences and scenes just so I can get the basic shape and structure nailed into place. I even know I've moved on from sections that if I weren't in my current position I'd have stopped the momentum for, gone back over, and rewritten before getting to the end. I can't do that this time and again ... I'm so terribly zen about it. Because I have to be. I have no other choice.
As I've mentioned before in passing, this is a totally insane year. But amidst the insanity -- and because of it -- I have learned some immensely valuable lessons. When I've had time to reflect I'll share them. Hell, when I have time I'll share them!
In the meantime, I'll share this ...
95995 / 130000 words. 74% done!
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Look after yourself, and best of luck.
There was method to my madness ... and much madness in my method.
(Huzzah! A slash-free zone in my SPN fandom!? I love you.)
But I also just wanted to say that even though I know you're struggling with your deadline, your ability to churn out words for your primary draft is just absolutely inspiring. Seriously, you should be proud of yourself, IMHO as someone who knows nothing of the world of professional writing.
And thank you again. I wouldn't be recommending this insanity as a good thing, exactly. It just worked out like this. Sigh.