Part of me wants my novel-in-progress to wrap up in the next 4k words, because then I’ll be done sooner; part of me wants it to drag out for another 11k, because I’ve never been this close to hitting 100k words before.
Hit 90k on my space opera novel-in-progress. Too tired for exclamation points. But yay.
One small note from a reader saying that a story of mine affected them can make my whole day.