As you can tell by the word meter over there on the right, I'm moving along. I just thought I'd provide some data on the journey for this 18th day of HoHoNoWriMo.
Words written: 24461
Avg per day: 1359
Should be at: 30006
# of words needed per day to catch up and meet my goal of 50K in December: 2128
Right now, I'm creeping up on the end of chapter 8.
If you follow me on Twitter, then you'll already know that this morning I wrote myself into a fetid hot mess that I'm struggling to climb out of. It's pretty stinky here in chapter 8. Jo is up to her ass in alligators. Strange things are happening that even I wasn't expecting. And the people she depends on are either disappeared or losing their minds.
Neither of us knows who's behind all this crap. We have our suspicions, but all of the conjecture in this world is unconfirmed.
Like I said: Fetid Hot Mess.
Yes, folks, I've painted myself into a corner. And not just any corner - one filled with rancid garbage even the rats are afraid to nest in. Somebody needs to open a window because I either need a place to climb out or I just need a fresh breeze to survive the smell.
How are things in your world today?