I’m a day late posting this, but I finished my novel at 8:30 last night.

30,595 words. I’m over 3/5 of the way there.

28,570 words.

Beginning of week three and I’m trying to take all of my random ramblings and pull together some actual plot. I’m going in and adding some chapters in the beginning to make the story more cohesive. I’m trying to be much more descriptive, trying very hard to paint a picture in the reader’s mind’s eye. This is a good strategy for keeping the wordcount high.

26,698 words.

I made the half-way point this evening. I’m  now at 25,006 words.

22,627 words so far. I’m coming up to the half-way mark, possibly tomorrow, definitely by Saturday.

20,865 words so far. 41% of the way there. I think I’m going to treat myself to something when I reach 50%.

19,055 words so far. I’m 38% complete. I managed to get ahead again by 722 words despite my recent setbacks.

Jeremy asked me what my novel was about, so I gave him a brief synopsis. He said he’d wait for the movie.

17,006 words so far. 34% of the way to being a novelist. Perhaps a really bad unpublished novelist, but a novelist nevertheless.

I’m really glad I got so far ahead in the beginning. It’s been hard to keep up. I’m without a studio, without a laptop, but I’m still writing.

Someone broke in through my studio window. They pushed the air-conditioner unit in. They turned over the house looking for valuables, but only took my beloved laptop. Jojo climbed out the window and got out, but he came home when I whistled.

My laptop had lots of recordings, writing, and design work on it. Much of it can’t be replaced.

We’re not at the creepy blue house anymore. It got too creepy.