I’m three fifths of the way through National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) and still on track for word count. I wouldn’t say the last few days are works of genius or anything. Or even spelled correctly. But they are word strung together on a page in some sort of semi-coherent fashion. So there’s that. Week 2 sucked. I don’t have high hopes for week three. I think I can make word count, I just don’t know if it will be anything anyone will want to read.
It’s also quite possible that I’m just responding to the weather like a pavlovian pooch, so never mind the doldrums.
I’m at 30,175 words. 120 some pages. So, there you go.