Chapters 22 and 23 are cobbled together, but it’s pretty enough outside that I really don’t want to spend more time at the computer. Chapter 24 can wait till tomorrow.
When I hit this point in a revision, or even in the initial composition, there’s always this strange momentum. I don’t want to stop working, even though I’m burning through chapters much more quickly than I’d thought I would. I can see the end in sight — thirty pages! Plus a short coda to add! — and every time I step away from the computer, I can feel the pressure of those last few pages.
I make line edits to two more early chapters, then print another four. Some of these sections are actually pretty good already; it’s just a matter of finding the weak spots.