with a little over 105,800 words,
plus my overlay of sericulture, one for silkworms, the other silk, =about 2, 500 together (they may or may not be woven into story, they may be woven in as they are, as in on separate pages, or may be dismantled and absorbed into the whole, or may just be tossed aside. But at any rate, they are done).
So rough draft number uno is finally done.
It is however way past my bedtime, and I had an unusually tiring and unrestful weekend, so I'm not currently feeling the Joy.
But hopefully I will soon. Perhaps not tomorrow though, as my being up now will result in my being too tired tomorrow to function at a high, or a cheerful level. (6am is a dreadful to get up)
Regardless tomorrow I should be onto editing. I am quite interested in reading it now that it is all formed, roughly, but still completely. I read through as of this moment sounds like a good thing.
My bed is calling me.
Goodnight, sweet dreams.