Done.

I was thinking at the beginning of the month how easy the writing was going. I think I averaged about 1000 words an hour in past years, but I was writing way faster than that, like almost twice as fast at the beginning of the month. And then I hit the doldrums.

Also, I was thinking just about every day about how this novel I'm writing is complete shit. It lacks interesting characters and has no discernible plot. The entire thing is entirely derivative.

But it's done. At least that shit is out of my brain.