Yesterday, I crossed the 10,000 word mark with The Glass Crown. The goal is 50,000 in 30 days, so it’s not the best sign in the world to be 1/5th done with 1/2 the time left. Heh. I’ve remembered, though, how much I used to love challenges. It used to be about winning, about accomplishing, about beating the impossible (or nearly so) goal.

Now, it’s about doing better, being a better person, real challenges.

I wrote nearly 1,500 words today. I expect to do at least that well tomorrow, and to rock out over the weekend. We’re going up to Gaylord on Saturday to visit and , and the two and a half hour drive each way will provide quite a bit of time for me to learn to get my flow down on the laptop, instead of in the notebook. On Sunday, works, and I plan to be writing for the eight hours that she’s at work, at the least. The write-in at Gone Wired won’t hurt, either.

I blocked hard the last time that I had a ton of time to write. That, I think, was half about actually having the time, and half about the unformed ideas in my head. I’m better prepared to make use of the time, now. We’ll see how it turns out.

Wouldn’t it be amazing if the sequel to my 5-year novel was half done in 30 days?