I rallied. Just at the end. Didn’t quite hit my page goal, but I got within an hour or so of it.
It’s been a busy couple weeks, y’all. Good lord. But somehow, I’m a third of the way through my story and speeding up. I’ve persevered. 50,000 words, 200 pages, and counting. I should get to 240 by the end of the week…320 the week after, and then I’ll be kinda downhill from there. Momentum, meaning. The end will start coming into view. I expect the book to be around 500 pages, so there’s a ways to go, for sure, but it’s humming along. This outline is faster-paced than I’d feared, which is a relief.
I’m fucking bushwhacked, though, I’ll tell you that much. Work is BUSY.
Sleeeeep. Night night.