Just creeped over the 78,000 word barrier.
Hold it creeped is the wrong word - it conjures up the imagine of barely enough effort to attain this amount.
You have no idea whether I have written 78,001 words or 78,999 words.
Let me start again.
Yesterday, after renewed passion, I have reached 78,000 words, with so much more to come. I have, after a quiet walk home, realised how two independent characters know each other, and in addition to that worked out several ways in which they have become unwittingly tied together, and how their actions directly affect each other.
I have also added another layer of forebodding menace to a relationship which I was of the belief was not strong enough. I love the idea of a Damocles Sword hanging over a character, situation or impending event.
It is a joy again to write, and I hope that the book isnt too depressing that people feel bad after reading it.
I shall shortly be doing some word targets to meet the November 2006 deadline for the first draft, and see what comes. At my current lazy style, I will have only written 108,000 words, so I need to get my skates on.
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