“There is a sense of achievement that comes with finishing something that is unlike anything else I know. There is no word for it: The feeling that one has clawed something back from eternity, that one has put something over on a nodding god. That one has beat the system.”
— from ‘Signal to Noise’ by Neil Gaiman and Dave McKean
A few minutes ago, I finished the fourth draft.
The novel’s done.
Well. To be accurate, I’ve got a couple of spots that need to get cleaned up. A few little rough patches here and there.
But it’s done. I know this, because I cried . . . and, for a while, I wasn’t sure I could stop.
Done.