The final chapter of my NaNoWriMo novel underwent primary revision yesterday. I had to rewrite almost all of it from scratch because on November 29 I just wanted to have an ending down, and let me tell you, it was some of the worst writing I've accomplished in years.
Rewriting it was euphoric. I almost skipped my writers' group meeting. I barely finished the book I was supposed to read for book club at 6:55 PM (book club met at seven.) I made dinner in a flaming hurry and nearly burned the tortilla strips. And I didn't blog. (Or get on Facebook ... or clear out my Google Reader ... or call my sister back ...)
The plan now is to go back through the whole book and tighten up some things that even in the rewrite I just couldn't help speeding over. I'm excited.