ecstaticWords: 543.
Total words: 24,011.
Reason for stopping: finished chapter seven.
Music: lots of things on random shuffle.
Lilly: dead to the world.
Five hundred words feels a bit, well, anti-climactic, but since it brings me to the end of chapter seven, I figure I won't complain too hard. This book is currently spec-ed out as coming in somewhere in the 80,000 to 100,000 word range, so I'm very close to being a quarter of the way there no matter what yardstick I'm using. Yippee!
Writing a book is a lot like riding a roller coaster. Sometimes it goes so fast that you're barely aware of what's happening until you're going 'wait, did we just...?', and other times, you're trundling slowly up the track, totally in the moment, just waiting for the plummeting to start. Right now, I'm about two-thirds of the way up the first of the book's really high hills, and I think there's probably a corkscrew waiting at the bottom.
I can hardly wait.
