At the risk of sounding proud...

Years ago I began work on a trilogy. I have the entire story arc written in my head...I know the ultimate tragedies and triumphs each character must experience.

I know the sense of loss they will feel and the sense of accomplishment. Their mightiest deeds and worst mistakes are all there, waiting to be put on (virtual) paper.

I have worked on it sporadically for years. Probably five years, to be exact. The problem is...sometimes other things get in the way and I go days, weeks, or even months between sitting down at the keyboard to work on it.

But today I crossed a very important symbolic threshold.

I put onto (virtual) paper my 100,000th word.

The story is moving apace, closing in on the hopefully epic and fulfilling conclusion to the first portion.

All the pieces are in place.

My battles with the characters, won and lost, have resulted in a tale I am so far exceedingly happy with, although I admit much of the dialogue is clunky and stilted, in need of cleaning up.

But the basic story...I think it is excellent.

Oh, sure, there have been problems. The trio who had to go north to get to the location the conclusion was supposed to happen in decided to go south...the exact opposite direction.

The foursome who were to provide the epic challenge to one key villain saw one of their number fall unexpectedly and even in what could be considered less than epic fashion.

But when I gave in and let them do those things, the story got better. So maybe they know something I do not.

The hope here is I am so motivated by the progress that i spend hours working on it over the next few weeks and finish it off. Lets all hold our breath to see if it happens...