I’m going to say I’m 60 pages from the end of Brown River Blues. Currently, I’m 40 pages away, but I still have what I’ll call 1½ new sections to write. That means, if the formatting I’m using to estimate printed novel length is correct, I’ll hit 300 pages. I’ve already surpassed 100,000 words, and I’m overwriting. I’d rather have someone tell me I need to cut the fat rather than needing to beef it up.
Never mind that I’ve been beefing this up since it was a 25-part series with no real plot and there’s a “finished” version of this some of my friends have read that has an ending that no longer exists.
Anyway, I’m tired.
But since I’m heading into the home stretch, I can’t stop myself from working on this. I’ve been staying up till 4 or 5 a.m. the past few nights despite Missy needing to go for a walk by 11 a.m. and me needing to do responsible adult things before heading to work.
But I’m excited. After LSW-V died on me in November 2013 and the writer’s block I had until June 2016, having the urge to work on this has been great. And has kept me going.
But I’m about six pages from the next new section, and that seems like a good stopping point for the night.