It's finally done. Sure, I hit that golden mark late last week and made it to the end of the story - but there were still just a couple of loose ends to tie up. A few more scenes to finish (or BS to a breaking point), some shuffling to do. Now, at least to the untrained, unediting brain, it seems to have some coherence without too many awkward breaks. But what do I know? I've hardly gone back to re-read any of it. I don't know if I ever will. Because that's not what this was about to me.