Words: 1,050.
Total words: 12,310.
Reason for stopping: I've reached the end of chapter two.
Music: mostly Broadway soundtracks, that being my current crazy.
Lilly: loafed up next to my chair, guarding me from the scary, scary hallway.
This brings me to the second of my major milestones on this book. Milestone number one was ten thousand words. Milestone number two was reaching the end of chapter two, which would give me sufficient 'book' for me to feel like it was time for me to send the text-to-date to my proofing list for its very first review. This is the point where my baby gets to leave my hands for the very first time, and as always, it makes me sad and jubilant and a little scared. But excited, too. Because I love all my literary children, and it's wonderful to set them free.
I'm really excited about this universe, which is good, since I'm really only getting off the ground with book two of a planned three book series -- losing my enthusiasm for the world now would really suck for me. And for the people who want to know what happens next. I think they'd beat me with my own machete until I stopped screwing around and gave them their zombies already. Which is pretty damn awesome, when you really stop to think about it.
Working on this in tandem with the revisions to Lycanthropy and Other Personal Issues is actually a really good thing, because it lets me 'cleanse my palate' between chapters, as it were. From zombie adventure to frothy horror chick werecoyote adventure in two easy steps.
Life is pretty good right now.