i think i am almost done. a couple of little things in the morning when i can get my factoids in.
it's been painful to cut a story that should have been 3,000 words into 800. i am dizzy, and do not know anymore if it's any good. i'm scurred.
i'm also excited about how many people are gonna see this thing, and about doing right by my people for once.
the procrastination led me to line shelves with contact paper, unpack, hang stuff on the walls, go to the hardware store, hang a mirror, and do two loads of laundry. the panic led me to contact many friends i haven't spoken to in a long time, for moral support. so it wasn't all bad.
i'll let you know tomorrow how i feel.