It's over. I'm broken. Fell short. Did a killer push at the end and wrote an insane amount in the last two days.
Don't want to think about it any more.
Forty-five minutes ago when I realize I would die if I wrote another word of fiction and, woot, I'd gotten this much done, I was a bit more chipper.
I think the caffeine is being to wear off.
Funny thing is, I can't imagine getting up and not writing tomorrow. I have to finish this story and revive it and ship it off to the publisher for hopeful inclusion in the Shomi line....But right now, I can't bare to think about it another second. Might work on Vic's story tomorrow. Might just play ten hours of Halo.
(....about to click post and I see this adult content thingy. Interesting.)

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