1,009/48,566.
It’s those last two thousand words that are killing me, let me tell ya. On the other hand, the book’s done, in terms of plot anyway. And on the gripping hand, I also want/need to finish up the Patreon short story tonight, and that’s been about a thousand words already, so there you go. Still, I’ll probably be able to hit 1,434 words tomorrow.
Moe Lane
PS: I know that it’s an artificial benchmark, but it’s still a benchmark, dig?
It’s in the bag, sir. You’re in the stadium, doing that final, cursory lap around the track to the adulation of the fans who have been sitting around in those stands for an entire month waiting for you to arrive.
I’m pretty sure I’m in the safety vehicle with a cold compress on my forehead.
I should say: even if you go down swinging, you’re going down swinging. Good on you for it. 🙂