I hadn't planned on today's chapters being the last ones. As I mentioned, I wrote the novel (or "novel-thingy" as I like to call it) about 5 years ago. I hadn't read it in about as long, having become thoroughly sick of it in the re-writing/revision process. In a way, I've been reading it fresh, like you guys, having forgotten a lot of it. In my mind, the final chapters stretched into November, even December. And then there it was today: The End. But really, "end" and "beginning" should be the same word, because they embrace each other--beginning comes before end; end comes before beginning.
So here I am again, beginning.
(Do me a favor, public defender friends, and please share my novel-thingy on facebook, or by email, tweet, instagram, pinterest, smoke signal, etc. I'm trying to figure out what to do with it, and could use the free publicity.)