Oh, balls. Breaking down what needs doing for my novel, I have five chapters to write, and a massive epilogue. Yes, it might not sound like a lot, but the shit that needs going in there... this is going to hurt. I think I can get it done, sure, but it's going to be one of those agonising processes of stop-starting before I can power on through to the last line. Which'll probably be a note to myself in bold and red, reading "Sequel--?!"