I feel a little like Zenyatta in that last race. I may only do it by a neck, and it might be down to the wire, but they haven't piled enough on me to stop me yet.
Pretty freakin' close, though.
Only 20 more pages before the end of the month, and I think I might have figured out part of how to fix "Confessor" today--and if I can do that, then I can write the last 20 pages.
I might actually pull this off.