Writer goal for this book: release the ego and just write the book. It will be the best book I can make it, and killing myself worrying will just make it an book that's not good for me.
Today, I got Perceval out of a nice swim in a radioactive river and ruined Benedick's breakfast. Life is good.
Look, it's the return of the progress bar!
3800 / 100000 words. 4% done!
And I guess I'll wander over to novel_in_90 and chart my progress there.