I finished the quilt.
In all, I'm happy with it. It has a million mistakes, but I have started to think of them as charming (this is after two weeks of tears and angst and lots of self-deprecation).
I thought I should note that the Cutting Corners quilt is in the 8- to 12-hour gift section of Last-Minute Patchwork, but I have estimated that it took me an average of 4 hours a day for two weeks straight (including two vacation days). Of course, the 8- to 12-hours probably doesn't account for the following: making the quilt queen-sized; basting it, basting it wrong, re-basting; making binding, sewing it on, taking it off, and putting it back on; upper thread breaking all the time (thread tension, it just occurred to me); and the all important "never made a quilt before."
I washed it so that it would get all wrinkly and quilty-looking. It's been placed in the drawstring bag I made for it, and now I have to get it to Montreal. Godspeed, little quilt.
Unfortunately, I'm feeling overwhelmed by the amount of things I want to make in the next little while. I bought wool and satin to make a winter coat, and even though I'm nervous that I will mess it up or that it won't look very good, I think that will be next. Or maybe I'll make some simple skirts or coasters first. I feel as though I'm drowning in fabric -- can you relate?