Nine scenes to go

Nine scenes to go.

Nine scenes to edit, one document to collate, eleventy zillion chapter headings to create, one novel to proof, four days to go.

I can totally do this.

Also, so far, staving off stomach bug. Wobbly, but not beaten.

I'm up to the last few scenes, the ones I was most worried about, the ones that have been quite deliberately left until last. And I'm finding that leaving them until last was the best possible decision, as it is allowing me to seed earlier a pretty major revelation ...