So . . . it’s finished.
I was going to drag it out, but, as I mentioned in the publishing of the first novel, if I were reading it, I would want it all.
The final three chapters and the Epilogue will go live in a password-protected post, shortly after this post.
Here’s the final tally . . . 71,349 words, 38 chapters, 1 Epilogue.
I hope I fulfilled the expectations I set up.
I hope my few readers enjoy it, and sorry for not having finished it sooner.
I hope for world peace, an endless supply of bread and Nutella sandwiches, and for pasta to be recognized as the single greatest alimentary achievement of mankind.
In the next few days I plan to put up the whole novel . . . one big, long, wordy post.
Here’s my usual ending, disclaimers, and stuff for these posts.
For them interested in using the spreadsheet I was using to track word count (visible in earlier posts), its use is explained and link for getting either a copy of the Google Docs version, or downloading the Excel Spreadsheet version, are provided HERE.
Anyone wanting to read the novel, please shoot me an e-mail requesting the password, or leave a comment below to that effect.
As a point of information, asking for the password does not mean I will subscribe, or even read, your blog. It just means you get the password. Perhaps I might get curious and check you out, perhaps not.
There is a precis in the Chapter 32 Pre-Post that covers the first 31 chapters, so I’m not including it here.
That’s it. This post has ended . . . except for the stuff below.
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