Nose to the Grindstone
This morning before breakfast (which I'm finally about to eat), 1730 words, which more than finishes off yesterday's short day, as well as finishing that chapter.
21,384 for the week.
And, since I started formally keeping count on the computer, instead of on scraps of paper, that's 97,000+ since September 15. Amazing how a book "shapes" when you throw almost 100,000 words at it. The ones that stick are the real story. At a rough guess, the draft is now approaching or at 200,000 words. Many of those words won't stick.
This morning's work covered relatively quiet stuff, which may be why I couldn't write it last night when I was so tired. People revealing what they understand of what's going on, which is only partial. The reader may know more, depending on how I shape the earlier part--but also just because we're moderns, who understand more about finances.
21,384 for the week.
And, since I started formally keeping count on the computer, instead of on scraps of paper, that's 97,000+ since September 15. Amazing how a book "shapes" when you throw almost 100,000 words at it. The ones that stick are the real story. At a rough guess, the draft is now approaching or at 200,000 words. Many of those words won't stick.
This morning's work covered relatively quiet stuff, which may be why I couldn't write it last night when I was so tired. People revealing what they understand of what's going on, which is only partial. The reader may know more, depending on how I shape the earlier part--but also just because we're moderns, who understand more about finances.