The End

I finished writing a draft of a novel today.

It's a very drafty draft, but it is done.

Now I have to fill in all the brackets.  Whenever I don't have an idea I put in brackets, like this: [insert love letter with copious literary references] and then I keep on going.

Now I have to go back and fill in all the brackets.

But I'm still feeling happy that I finished it.  It is going to be a present for my sister Rachel.