end in sight

phew, almost there. I've managed to avoid helping Emma in the garden all day and now I've just got two chapters left to write. I know this isn't the end by any means, once I get the agent notes back I'll have another hill to climb, but it does feel good to be so close to finishing this book. I've lived with it for so long Passengers feels like part of the mental furniture, but now that furniture is about to get re-arranged. I'll keep you posted once the last words are laid down. And I have a final scene already...