The first draft of the finale to House of Cats is officially finished and awaiting editing. Oh, my god, what have I done? What have I created? This project has developed sentience. The text files alone have threatened to secede from my hard drive and found their own colony. If you don’t hear from me again, it’s because by completing this twenty-part series, I have inadvertently recited a long-forgotten mystical incantation which will bring about the end of the world within 24 hours.
No, seriously, it’s done and I don’t know what to do with myself already. Apart from edit it. But really, one step at a time. First, the panic. Later, useful work. Sometime after that, more panic.