Tango At Midnight

Woo Hoo! The exhiliration! The joy! The sheer madness of it!

The...uh, knowledge that a good portion of the first draft will end up victimized by the Delete button!

Still, as I close in on writing The End to Tango At Midnight, I can't help but grin from ear to ear and--but don't tell anyone this, alright?--giggle. Yes, you heard right. Up here in Snowville the writer is giggling like a loon.

Just about 4,500 words from the 50,000-word mark and I am psyched. Can you tell?

So, what's got you grinning (and giggling, perhaps?) on this deceptively bright Tuesday morning? Anything you'd care to share?