OMG. I am on the last chapter of my started-out-to-be-edits-but-turned-into-another-revision.
This is sooo intense. The ending breaks my heart. *I* wrote it. How can it break my heart?
Next: one more run-through, then I'll print it out, proof-read, make corrections, and send it off to my agent. I'm giving myself ONE MORE MONTH!