Word count: 78, 000
Completed the first draft last night. In time for Big Brother too (coincidence?)
It isn't quite the 80, 000 words I was aiming for but there is so much to do when I edit it that I am not worried about the wordcount.
It's a strange feeling having the whole story down, however rough it is at the moment. When I went to bed last night, I put my head down on the pillow and my mind automatically went to Kate and what she would be up to next, as I always do. Except she isn't under my control anymore. She has her own life to lead that has nothing to do with me.
It will feel even stranger when I don't open my word document tonight. Whatever will I do with my time? The plan is to leave the book for a month and then go back and edit it (aka rip it to pieces). I'm going to use this opportunity to write some short stories as I want to stay in the habit of writing but don't want to start anything major, scrapbook the millions of photos waiting to be scrapbooked, clear my Sky Plus box and read through the pile of books that seems to have crept up on me.
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