A good deal of this productivity can be laid squarely at the feet of Shriekback and the song "Load The Boat," which I had on annoy-the-neighbors repeat while working.
I think this first bit is coming together, anyway, and I have got two thirds of a book done. When I'm done going through the really crappy draft I have and putting in all the stuff I left out while hacking my way blindly, I wonder how much book I shall have?
266 / 400
It's awfully good to be working on a novel again. It feels like justifying my existence.