And I got actual words on actual Worldwired today. In fact, I broke 40K, MS Word, which means about 44K manuscript. Not halfway done, but getting there-- 172 pages, and a couple of things that seemed like pacing problems waiting to happen sorted themselves out nicely. The characters seemed about to solve half the plot about halfway into the book, which would have never done, bu then I remembered that that was actually only half of half the plot, and there's still a whole nother side of the problem to nail down.
And I have actual action happening. It's like a miracle. And I know what needs to happen by page 200, which is only 37 pages or so away.
See? This is what happens when you quit panicking and trust yourself, the readers, and the book.
I think I've been choking because I've been worrying up a storm that I'm not as good as I think I am. And really, I'm not all that bad at this writing t'ing.
Great, now the plateaus are emotional rather than technical. Although I do seem to be hashing out something to do with the balance of external vs. internal plotlines, too.
Words Today: 1313
Words Total: 40171
Pages: 163 of 175
Reason for stopping: must bathe before movie
Tea: thé melange russe. Also, a Beck's beer or two and a tuna melt.
Mammalian assistance: Cat puke on linoleum, other cat begging for tunafish, one drive-by by Oliver, the panda Siamese (like a Siamese splashed liberally with white paint in a tuxedo pattern). A Roland for an Oliver, oh! Otherwise, largely ignored, since the boy is home and he's more fun when I'm writing.