August 10, 2007

Since finishing my writing yesterday, I have had a terrific sense of acceleration—the sense that the pace of the story and the pace of my thinking about it is speeding up toward the conclusion. It’s on my mind pretty much constantly, or at least it was all day yesterday and overnight.

I had a terrible night’s sleep. I was looking forward to starting on the final scenes today, and I think I must have been obsessing on them in my sleep in a dramatic way, because I woke up about 1:30 and was so wound up I couldn’t fall asleep much again. When I finally got up at about 7 a.m., it was with that dreadful sleepless feeling, so a lot of my anticipation was gone. I ended up having only a mediocre writing session—about 1500 words in 90 minutes fueled on a half a pot of coffee. Now I’m waiting for sleep to come so I can try again tomorrow.

Still I think about two, maybe three, more days of writing should finish it. That’s exciting.

Still don’t know how it’s going to end, though.