I think I've just discovered what two of the most satisfying words are in the English language, well for novelists anyway: the end. Yup, that's right, I've just finished the fourth draft of my book. Whew. I'm happy. Tired, too, but mainly just happy to have the story in it's new form down on paper. I know it's not perfect, but the story is a lot closer than it's ever been to being done, and hopefully, this will be the last blank page rewrite I do of the whole thing. Don't get me wrong, I'm anticipating heaps and heaps of revision, but unless I find out I've horribly screwed things up, I think I've pretty much got it and am ready for fine-tuning.