more words: exceeding expectations

[tamaranth]

(since the official Nano progress meter hasn't yet picked up latest wordcount update).

I do have another scene, or even two, ready to write, and it's funny how not writing them feels like not trying hard enough. But I take my inner swot rather less seriously than I did at 20, and it's not as though I have spent my day slacking: a walk, a swim, some housework, 4806 words and multiple LJ posts. Oh, and cat-wrangling.

I have caught up with myself.

I am going to have a glass of wine and go to bed, with pusscats, Dead Serious Academic Text and the knowledge that the next 2K should be pretty easy going, even on a Monday.