Month of writing dangerously, Chapter 6

NaNoWriMo ended officially on Friday. My final tally as of then was 75,031 words.

I still have miles to go—I reckon I’m about halfway through the plot, and I still have a lot of blah-blahs to fill in. And a shedload of research required to finish both. And then I'll have to edit the living daylights out of it, because this sucker gives new meaning to the term "rough draft".

Still—I’m pleased that I hit my goal, that I got started & that I can still drive my malignant narcissist bastard bad guy into the ground.

A girl’s got to hang on to something.