The Centuries Unlimited
Un-hairy version (delta draft) finished at 92,000 words.
Begun (revising) at 8:40am on Monday, June 8th 2020 in the Balkan Tower of Matriarchy.
First line: “The utility fog hung thick over Black Chicago.”
Finished at 10pm on Thursday, August 6th 2020, still in that old tower.
Last line: “Her laughter flew up to careening traffic and the blue sky above.”
Now I’m going to email this hairy baby to my agent and eat some ice cream. After that, I think I’ll finally start with Fellow Tetrapod. Good night, everyone.