Yeeeehaaaaw! I completed the first draft last night. My wonderful husband took my son and I out for Hakka Chinese food to celebrate.
The other thing I did to celebrate was read M.T. Anderson's Whales on Stilts, a hilarious parody of children's adventure, horror and mystery books. I laughed so hard I ruptured my blubber. I really admire M.T. Anderson's book Feed, but now that I realize how funny he is, it makes me want to go out and get all his books, the parodies anyway.
This morning I'm going to help my mother-in-law pack moving boxes. I am not going to reread the manuscript. I'm afraid to. Step one is accomplished. Many hours of editing lie ahead, but not before tomorrow.