EDIT: 6/6 complete! Rough draft is finished!
It's halfway through the month of June, and aside from relearning that wearing shorts and settling into a black leather-covered car seat that has been soaking in direct 94+ degree sunlight is an awful, awful thing to do, popping up to visit Wyoming, seeing two good friends, and rearranging my sleep schedule into something as well organized and healthy as a chimera, I am close to finishing a book.
Yes. So that is a thing. Staying up late at night and eating cheerios at 1 AM is the pinnacle of my existence, obviously; what other exciting things could I possibly do during summer?
As it stands, I am currently 6 chapters away from the end of the rough draft of Firefrost (the tentative WIP name for the novel I’m working on). No, Blackish, you don't have to suffer too much longer. This is actually the longest project I have ever written, so far capping at 149,419 words (this is taking in account several unedited chapters and older versions that need to be replaced in the file I took this word count from) and 40 existing chapters, with the earliest prototype for it existing since February 25, 2013, and the main characters existing a good while before that. This is not the project I’ve stuck with the longest, but whew, it’s still been a little bit!
Mister Farflit's unpleasant face has been darkening the story-writing door for a little while now, namely in Redwall fanfiction, but now he's moved onto giving an entirely different universe grief when not being firmly chastised by a beta, and it's been very fun so far to see where his expedition goes. After the rough draft is finished, there’s nothing but copious amounts of editing ahead, much screaming at the computer screen, self-doubt, possible life decision questioning, and then, after the editing and all that jazz is done, who knows what else. I'm not as cynical or pragmatic as my characters, but I am still aware that hope in excess can be a dangerous thing, so I'm not going to mention the P word. Still... you never know.
I definitely have a lot of people to thank for putting up with me and my babble, but I'm not going into the thanks yet; that'll be for when I actually finish this damn thing. No point in making an extra effort to set myself up for Murphy's Law. But still, oh man, it’s exciting to be this close towards the ending; every time you begin a long project at “Chapter 1” sometimes you forget that it will, indeed, have a finish.
Just remember, folks, always try to finish what you start. And if that falls through, fail stylishly.