New Words: 200 (my half of 400)
Total Words: 53,372
New Words: 2,092
Total Words: 55,781 (60K! And it's all over but the screaming. Well, the running, and the shooting, and the screaming, and the black magic, and the white magic, and-- Let the fireballs commence, boys.)
Reason for stopping: End of scene on one, and truepenny vanishing, on t'other
Mammalian Assistance: See last rock. :-P
Stimulants: Good Earth Sweet & Spicy Herb Tea
Tyop du jour: She slid a little knife from the fifth picket on her jeans.
Darling du jour: Bugsy Siegel stepped out of the lift a moment later, slicking his brains back into his skull with both hands.
Books in progress: Ed Sanders, Tales of Beatnik Glory;
Books finished: Nancy Milford, Savage Beauty;
Other writing-related work: Panicking about the cat