I don’t know what I find more disturbing – the fact that I have 2 chapters left to go or that in looking for an image of the number 19, I came across a site showing pictures of cervices during ovulation.
I won’t be eating lunch now thank you. Or purchasing handguns which appears to be another popular search result for the good ol’ 1-9. Or listening to Paul Hardcastle’s 80s tribute to the very same number. Face it, as soon as you hear someone say nineteen you want to break out into song (na-na-na-na-na-nineteen).
For me, the number nineteen represents the final slog until the end. I’m thankful that chapter 18 is over because frankly she was a cold-hearted bitch that gave me migraines. I’m hoping Chapter Nineteen is a bit more gentle on the eyes (and brain).
Current word count = 116,920/ 415 pages