And then there were nine.
1686 yesterday, 5195 today, and we. are. done.
60095 words, not including the title, because this is the first time I’ve hit the end of the book without finding an acceptable name to slap on it. I blame the fact that it’s so damn short; if I had another 40K to think, maybe I would come up with something.
Not that I want another 40K, mind you.
The little niggling slave-driver in the back of my head is reluctant to count this as my ninth novel, since it’s less than half the length of some of the other ones I’ve written, and only three-quarters the length of even my shortest adult novel. But that’s YA for you. It’s a book by SFWA standards, so a book I shall call it, and it is the ninth such I have completed. And my first YA!
Time to go flop around like a landed fish and try to turn my brain off. (It hasn’t quite yet noticed that we’re done.)
