It’s six o’clock. I wrote 1200 words today. Clean words. Nice words. Usable words. About a thousand of them are even in consecutive order. It’s the first time since I started this whole damned project that I’ve actually hit the word-count I needed to hit on a given day.
In short, there will be no angst when I write my day 4 report tomorrow.
But I still want to sit down and work on a short story instead of continuing with this.