Shutting down the laptop now and I've barely managed to drag 362 words onto paper.
Today's NaNoWriMo goal was 1,666 words. I suppose if I double up tomorrow's word count, I should be back on track. But this writing the story by hand before typing it up? Heck with that. It's going straight into the computer.
The story so far: The protagonist, Gilroy Harvey, has made a cup of cocoa.
362 words of making a cup of cocoa. In the microwave.
Oh dear.
Well, I'll be sleeping with a notebook (a small Moleskine cahier) and an Estie (SJ 9556, Noodler's Red Black) beside the bed, to jot down any ideas that spring to mind in the dead of the night (on account of that's when they usually do put in an appearance).
And on that note, goodnight all.
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