Nearing the end.

JOURNAL:  6/9/13.

Only three chapters from the end of Led to the Slaughter.

One thing is for sure.  I'm on one hell of a hot streak.  I'm not questioning it.  Let loose the hounds of war.  (Or werewolves, as it were.)

Hard to remember that I used to have trouble coming up with ideas.  Or maybe my standards have fallen.

I just let myself write whatever comes to me, not questioning it, because there is always more where that came from.

At least so far.

Knock wood.

A bit of a humble-brag as I psyche myself up for the final chapters... 

I want them to be satisfying and cathartic and better than anything I've done.