Done! And my longest first draft ever* at 82K, although this feels less like a first draft than my usual, too... since I have been working on it for ages, and did some revision during. Which I hardly ever do.
Now to watch a lot of Fringe, finish Sarah MacLean's delicious new romance, and then tomorrow catch up on metric tons of freelance stuff.
Still, yay. Done. (For now.) The creepy island novel exists!
*My first drafts tend to come in short. Hopefully, not this time.
**On twitter, I mentioned that I have this slight but constant anxiety whenever I'm mid-draft or -revision, that I'll be hit by a bus (or lightning or a falling piano) before it's completed and so all I'll have left on my computer is this random mess that isn't done. Morbid writer thoughts or type A personality run rampant? You decide.