The damn book has gone and sprouted an additional chapter. I hate it when books do that. Fortunately, this means the penultimate chapter is going to be action-packed. And then there’s the final “we wrap everything up with a bow” chapter. Yeah, it’s all getting done tonight. Or death!
I was so excited about being so close to being done that I almost couldn’t get to sleep last night. But if I had tried to write straight though, the final chapter would have been mostly non-sensical strings of consonants. Not that there’s anything wrong with that. It’s just not my thing.