Well. It's done.
I've given it all I've got, and it's packaged up and ready to go - and it's now 3.30 am. I've finished ahead of deadline, but once I started I just couldn't stop. I had a little blip on Friday when I was under the weather, but crashed on with it over the weekend.
Thank for all your support and good wishes.
I discovered a very strange phenomenon, though, whilst editing. Although I was enjoying reacquainting myself with the characters after a couple of months away, I found them nagging at me quite a bit. Nagging me to leave them alone and just clear off and start reading 'World Without End'. I ordered it from Amazon a few weeks ago (I was fed up with waiting for the paperback version to come out and am the zillionth person on the library waiting list for it).
I started reading, and then couldn't put it down. I knew this would happen. It always does with a Ken Follett. And this one is special - it's the sequel to 'Pillars of the Earth' and if any of you haven't read that, then I can highly recommend it. It's long - very long - but fantastic.
My wise guru of a friend said it was because I was scared of my novel actually being published, so I just wanted to hide behind someone else's book and bury my head in the sand.
I think he might be right. I'm sitting looking at the packaged-up manuscript on the coffee table in front of me and think I might just have to go to bed and get some sleep before I rip it open and just do another little check ......