The last days of Reno

So actually it was only 10 days. 13 pages on Monday, 7 lousy ones on Tuesday that I had to keep rewriting, and then an utterly fabulous 33 today. The draft is done, and it's a great, marvelous, brilliant, flawed, shaggy mess which I will now proceed to whip into shape. It's a little short, but like Elmore Leonard I try to leave out the stuff people skip. I should know how good it is by Friday, when I will have printed it up and mashed it into shape.

But in the meantime, fireworks and champagne and happy music very very loud on the stereo. I came, I saw, I kicked its ass!