hannah | Rise over.

Wrapping up editing notes is always a strange feeling. The story isn't done and posted yet, or done and submitted, or done and sent off to someone. It's not in progress anymore. It's in waiting. Partly, it's in waiting for me to clean out my unanswered Archive of Our Own comments, because I think it's appropriate, and I figure that can happen by Friday so next week will be wide open. At least, that's how I'm looking at things, and I'm not going to bother talking myself out of it.

I'm also not going to talk myself out of some cider.