Got any cymbals? Go get 'em. I'll wait.
Right, okay, you have them? Then slam those things together, because the outline is done!!
Over 100 pages. Months and months of notes, stuck together in a somewhat-orderly fashion. And with almost as many holes in it as there is content, but... I'll take it!
Whew! It's a thing of beauty.
A thing of beauty with a low ominous whisper.
And what's it whispering?
"Buckle up, Lucy Flint. Drafting is right around the corner."