I'm done, but the satisfaction of having written a book in just under two months is tempered by the knowledge that it will have to be completely rewritten. Remember when my middle was truly awful? My book is like a string that is tight at the beginning, but slowly becomes unraveled, leaving several loose strands at the end.
The one good thing about my ending is that, as a couple of you suggested, I now have fodder for a sequel. And I have a better idea of how I want it to end when I rewrite it. Of course I have a feeling that my "the end" may take several tries before I really mean it.
However, I'm done, only I want to say I'm "done." I was going to celebrate with one of those big crunchy caramel apples from Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory, but the bad parts of my manuscript want to mock me and ask me if I really deserve that big crunchy caramel apple.
But you know what, Ugly Rough Draft? You can't dissuade me because I am going to turn you into something beautiful. I think you have a lot of potential, even though right now your storyline changes so much you must have Multiple Manuscript Disorder. So there! Now for that caramel apple...