After just over forty thousand words of blood and pain and anguish and agony and... humor (?), the sequel to Her and Me is here. It is. It is here. It is finished. It is almost National Novel Writing Month-legit-sized. Though it took about three months, instead of one.
Now it is time to edit intensively to try to get the first chapter up by Monday. Still haven't written the appendix. Of course, two people read the appendix last time, sooooo... Yeah. Prolly don't need to worry about that so much.
I do need to worry about the comic that will (theoretically) accompany Chapter Thirteen. I think it's Chapter Thirteen. I hope it's Chapter Thirteen. That would afford me... *attempts to do math* Ummm... six weeks, at my update rate.
Well, that's not too bad, actually, even adjusting for midterms, papers, and other mandatory madness.
I am made of win.