50,034 wds.

The End. Fade Out. Finito.

There was a time when I never thought I'd see the number 50 followed by 3 digits. This last week has been a finger blister frenzy of novel-writing bliss, that proves it's all possible. That the novel does rest in you, and now I look forward to surprising myself, and intimately following a new cast of characters, as Nanowrimo 2005 departs tonight at midnight.

It was a dark and stormy night...