Done
The novel, that is. At 4:45 on Friday morning.
Now it’s Saturday, and I’m at Boskone, enjoying the rewards of virtue, which include sleeping last night for eleven hours straight.
I won’t be sending in the novel until around Wednesday, because I have to clean up the formatting first. By the time I finished it in the wee hours of Friday morning, an entire chapter could have been replaced by the Declaration of Independence and typeset in WingDings, and I wouldn’t have been able to spot it.
Yay for finishing.