Pandaemonium progress
Nov. 2nd, 2011 04:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceThis is inclusive of yesterday's numbers, which were just shy of a thousand words:
I need to deliver this at the end of January, which is three months from now; so I've signed up for the latest round of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
novel_in_90, which started handily yesterday and will see me through to the deadline.
Of course this also coincides with the start of NaNoWriMo, which I have never signed up to because I'm still not sure how I feel about it, but I do not deny that if I could come out of this month with 50K it would be a very good beginning.
Today Karen is home sick, and I myself am coughy and snivelly and ouchie in a more simple con-crud kind of way. It is not known how much work I may attempt, let alone achieve; but there are lots more days to come. Lots and lots. Oh, yes.
Meanwhile, my narrator is on the run. Again. These are the Books of Running Away. Actually, my entire oeuvre is pretty much the Oeuvre of Running Away. And as you know, Bob, all fiction is an act of autobiography.
3325 / 95000 words. 3.5% done!
I need to deliver this at the end of January, which is three months from now; so I've signed up for the latest round of
novel_in_90, which started handily yesterday and will see me through to the deadline.Of course this also coincides with the start of NaNoWriMo, which I have never signed up to because I'm still not sure how I feel about it, but I do not deny that if I could come out of this month with 50K it would be a very good beginning.
Today Karen is home sick, and I myself am coughy and snivelly and ouchie in a more simple con-crud kind of way. It is not known how much work I may attempt, let alone achieve; but there are lots more days to come. Lots and lots. Oh, yes.
Meanwhile, my narrator is on the run. Again. These are the Books of Running Away. Actually, my entire oeuvre is pretty much the Oeuvre of Running Away. And as you know, Bob, all fiction is an act of autobiography.