It is something extremely pleasing with writing on a page with a zero as last number. Every tenth page is cause for a small celebration. Right now I am on page 90 on The Power of Bitterness. This time it is even a bigger celebration, because I'm on the move again. The page count is ticking upwards.
Only twenty minutes of movie left. They will be the most thrilling twenty minutes I have ever written. There is no way I can get stuck now, can I? I can see the rest of the story before my eyes as clearly as the part already written. I see the path. Now I just hope I'll be able to walk it.