I did it. That's right. The novel is done, man. It might rotten eggs but it's done. It's 65,764 -- 8,554 of those words were written in the last 36 hours, and approximately 11,000 of them will probably be thrown in the trash heap before I deem it readable by anyone other than myself. But anyway. It's done, and I'm feeling pretty damn happy about that right about now.