I'll have to admit - sometimes I don't know exactly how it ends. Like with this, Grimoire. It was originally slated to be a straight regency romance with maybe a little gothic flare. It got put away and resurrected and evolved into what it is now, a YA witchy regency romance. The only thing I really knew was that it would end well for Arlen. But I didn't know how. And even as we speak I am about to embark on chapter 48, which has Hugh relaying some piece of information I am not yet privy to. Funny now that I think about it. I am fairly organized in real life, not exactly the most spontaneous person in the world but when I write all those rules go out the window and come back remade.
ok then, I'm off the write chapter 48. Enjoy your saturday! It is dismal and dreary here. Very Novemberish.