And there you have it – I’m done with the ugly draft of Chapter 12. My next job is to turn it into normal prose that one might typically find in a book, and (I’m trying not to say ‘but’) I’m completely exhausted from various things going on in the world around me.
I have a total of 4 weeks before my work becomes (temporarily – it gets busy) five days a week again, and I’d like to be completely done with Book 3 before that shit starts.
Luckily, that will allow me to take some sort of mental break once I do properly finish, but till then, I’ve got to make do with what I’ve got to spare.
My word count is now 75.5k for this book, so I think it’ll come in at just under 85k once I’ve properly finished.
I’ve got a plan, anyway. I’m going out this afternoon, and I’ll take Chapter 12 with me to read through – then I can start making little indents in what needs expanding. Lord help me. Did I use the metaphor of the engine light flickering already, and having to ignore the clunks as the last of the petrol spits out? Well, for your appreciation of the circumstance, mentally I’m still there.