OMG! I wrote the last scene!

There is still much to do, but this felt too momentous a thing to leave for my end-of-month review...

I have just written the last scene of my first draft of the Keats novel. Hurrah! *faints* *thud* *scrambles back up again*

After a few days' good run of writing, I am done. For now at least. It's all too short, I fear, currently clocking in at 51,800 words. But it feels good. These last days have been all about the drama of the climax and denouement. I think it works. It feels solid.

Next to do: have some select friends read it for me; ponder my own thoughts; carefully consider their feedback; work on a second draft. Start sending it out to potential agents!

Oh god - after all these years of thinking and wishing and being afraid to even start, this feels so damned good!