I’ve just finished Chapter 39 of Dancing the Maypole! I can practically feel myself riding down the hill to the finish. I see three more chapters and then the epilogue (I shouldn’t need to bang my head on any brick walls…shouldn’t, shouldn’t, shouldn’t…) The story now has 105,672 words. I would have preferred the book to be shorter (as it would have been done by now) but my characters are willful creatures who couldn’t care less what I think.
Sunday afternoon I was watching a Hitchcock movie (zoning out not thinking about my stories or plot lines) when the ending of Once Upon a Wager tumbled into my head like a loaded pair of dice landing on a double six. Lovely! I’m so excited. I can’t believe I didn’t see it before. Thank you Hitchcock! I can now finish the book. All I need to do is type faster.