Stacked, baby, stacked

The first draft is a little over 300 pages. It took about two hours to print on my inkjet printer. The manuscript is about as thick as my laptop.

There are still more pages I need to add, and stuff I want to cut, and I feel I can’t even look at some of the chapters without my eyes crossing, and I’m still sort of twitching from a trippy mix of exhaustion and anxiety and stupid brute frustration at how stinking long this takes, but… hey! Look at that.

I’m going to pass out now.