You somehow speed up! Before I went to bed last night, I was determined to finish the planning for chapter fourteen of RPC. Planning is always a trial. I always want to jump straight into the chapter, instead of bothering with it. But chapter fourteen was probably the one chapter where planning was the most important, because there were a ton of things that had to be included in that chapter. Even while I was planning, I found myself forgetting small details that, upon remembering, I had to go back and add in. It might have been a pain, but I really believe it kept me from getting through the chapter and then going, “Aw, crap, I forgot to put in X event!”

I had wondered if chapter fourteen would be difficult for me to write. Last night, I was quite eager to start, and I stopped myself only because I knew it was an important chapter that deserved to have me well rested. But today, I thought, today will be really hard. The words will be stilted, and I won’t know what to say, and it will take forever to get one scene done. Boy. Was I in for a surprise. The words flowed out of me with such ease. I had scene one done in what seemed to be no time at all. I had sat down thinking I’d do five hundred words just to begin the scene, and before I knew it, I was at 1.5k and having to force myself away from the computer.

Before I went to bed tonight, I wanted to have up to scene three done (there are five scenes per chapter). I didn’t think I’d get that far; I figured that I would get to the end of scene two and I’d be tired. If I was lucky, I’d get to the middle of scene three. Yet, here I am at the end of scene three, and feeling like I could easily conquer scenes four and five if only I didn’t have to get up early tomorrow. I’m buying my ‘rewards’ tomorrow, which will come in the form of a splurging of treats for myself. I’ll be done tomorrow. DONE. FINISHED. No more writing on RPC for a good month at least, hopefully longer if I can force myself to keep away.

This thought is both creepy and satisfying. There are many benefits to finishing – I get to finally begin TVE (Azaelia, good lord you are impatient). I get to edit my short story finally. I get to do zing thing with a clear conscience. Most importantly, I will have finally written a novel. I haven’t examined that last one too closely. I don’t know if I’ll explode with joy, or if I’ll explode with fright. Possibly both. Because there were times I thought I’d never get here. But I am here. And tomorrow, I’ll be able to say for sure what my last line is, and how sweet it will feel to know.