More wrestling with the beloved, blasted last chapter. I’ve danced around it so long because I want it to be wonderful and frightening. Not sure about the wonderful (secretly hoping, of course) but I keep scaring myself. Can’t explain why since that requires revealing everything that comes before–just to get the full impact of the spooky stuff, don’t you know. I’m scared enough that I’m writing this instead of that. <Shiver> And equally frightened that what creeps me out won’t evoke the same reaction in hardened readers. <Big shiver> And, as I proceed I see a faint possibility that there might be another chapter looming at the end of this (I swear to God) last chapter.