I'm proud of two things at this moment. One, I estimated the story at 20,000 words before I started. And hey, look where I landed... (Yes, that has aspects of a self-fulfilling prophecy, but still, it's a neat trick.) Two, it's a substantial piece of new material written through chemo.
So, erm, go me. Rewrites to come, once I've turned in Endurance. The novel's next round of revision starts tomorrow.