Reason for stopping: End of the scene.
And I just realized that I'm a third of the way done with Act IV. How the heck did that happen? It feels like I've been spinning my wheels like mad, but I just put Act IV, scene vi to bed, and then I have to write scene vii and scene viii is already drafted.
And it's kind of coming together. Oh my. It's like magic. Until I get jammed again.
I broke 800 pages today: With the scene and outline bits at the end, I have 805 pages completed, and an act and two-thirds to go. So I may indeed have been correct when I guesstimated 1,100-1,200 pages, or a little less.
I just have to keep telling myself it's all downhill from here.
Still, that last bit was an asskicker, and my hands hurt, and I'm taking the rest of the night off, dammit.
Behold and venge this Traitors perjury.
Thou Christ that art esteem'd omnipotent,
If thou wilt proove thy selfe a perfect God,
Worthy the worship of all faithfull hearts,
Be now reveng'd upon this Traitors soule,
And make the power I have left behind
(Too litle to defend our guiltlesse lives)
Sufficient to discomfort and confound
The trustlesse force of those false Christians.
--Christopher Marlowe, Tamburlaine the Great Part II, Act II, scene ii