One chapter closer to the crisis today and as usual I'm panicking. I shouldn't be. I'm confident that the loose ends I still am not sure about will come together nicely in the end. The build is looking fantastic so far. Some of my best writing, especially considering it's in a different style/theme than I'm used to.

I almost want to retreat to my earlier books for shelter. I don't want this story to end. I'm so upset that I can't even liken writing to real life as I usually do.

Time to escape, at least to somewhere that makes sense.