Bleary-Eyed

I was hellbent on finishing a complete draft tonight, and though at one point I was actually wondering whether I intended to write “horse” or “house,” I did it. I may wake up tomorrow and decide that nothing I wrote in the past few hours makes a damn bit of sense, but the important thing to me, right now, is that I have the shape of the whole book.
That said, there is still a lot more work to be done, so I’m off to sleep. It’s nice to get to bed early enough to squeeze in an hour or so next to my honey.