Well, I suppose I better post before Garv’s mom rebukes me.
Unless I have some elves-and-shoemaker-style experience, it doesn’t look like I’m going to reach 50,000 words this November. Trouble is, I actually like the story too much to just punch through it.
I’m trying something new this time. I don’t have any clear ideas about exactly where the narrative is headed. Last time, I had the plot all outlined like a good do-bee, and ended up with pale characters hung from a thin string of events. I’m spending much more time on character stuff this time around, so here’s hoping.