I started writing a novel almost two years ago, not knowing where I was going with the idea, or even if I would have the wherewithall to finish it. Well, yesterday, 13 days short of the two year anniversary of when I started it, I wrote the final chapter. I did some edits today, and sent it off to a friend to give it a read through. I have another friend/English professor standing by to edit it. As I told my friend, it's a first novel. It's likely crap, what I need to know is if any of the crap is salvageable. So I have something to show for two years worth of effort. Now where this story goes from here is anyone's guess.