Weeks Twelve and Thirteen: And... Scene

I may have "written the last line" two weeks ago, but that in way means I was finished with this project.  The idea was always that in my thirteen week time limit I would complete three drafts: a first/rough draft (FMD), a working draft (WkStD), and a readable draft (no clever acronym on my harddrive).

After thirteen weeks of what seems like non-stop work, I finally have something I feel like I can show people (metaphorically speaking) and say "why, yes, I actually have done something with my life."  Doing something with my life is, of course, why I went on this crazy, obsessed, compulsive, waking-up-at-six-fucking-a-m, summer-long novel-writing adventure.  Not that I'm ready to die now or anything, but should I get a repeat deathly illness, maybe I won't have so much to regret.

So what does one do when they edit?  Well, in my case, it was a lot of writing.  So much for that last post, eh?  I still consider that line the "last," but I'm sure there will be a lot more writing for this book in my future.

So... Final Stats for The Escaterra Summer Project:
440 pages; ~118,000 words
~40 pages/week (written)
~10,700 words/week (written
~37 pages/day (edited)
~9,800 words.day (edited)

So there's that.  This is just the beginning really.  I'd love to hear your thoughts, so please comment.  I'll definitely (eventually) respond.

Thank you, you five loyal readers all of whom I know, who have supported me for the past three months and a week.  I love you dearly, and I'll keep you updated, so keep reading!