The novel is complete.
Pause for commemorative moment of bafflement that I did it. Probably because there's a deadline creeping up and I'd kick myself if I missed it.
So. Getting feedback at the moment from some readers and nibbling my nails.
How does it feel to have finished?
A bloody relief. Now I can start on something new. And begin the cycle of antisocial behaviour and window-gazing once more.
Not a lot else to say. Other than I recently had some wonderfully artificially coloured ice cream that made me so happy I had to take a picture.
Bit sad, really.
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