My twenty hours have long since passed on my collo project of writing my novel. As of this point, I am 162 pages in. I can see the finish line to having a full draft of the story, but I'm not there yet. I have faith, though.
This has been almost a five year journey through one brainstorming, the first full draft, massive editing, and now a very different second draft. I've cut characters, killed some people, and explored topics that I never would have when I was younger. Most importantly, I have to thank my beloved editors (even if one of them doesn't know how to use commas, but I still find her invaluable) for reading and rereading. Thank you to Makena who slapped me when I said that I was going to delete fifty pages. I needed that. Also, thank you for not slapping me when what I wrote made you cry. Here is a Makena editing montage of part two of the novel.
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