I’m picking up the pace a little. It’s really fun to have whole days before me. To write in the morning, afternoon, pick it up again at night. It’s fun to have words already done when I come back, it builds faster. It’s fun to just let Sissy take a long bath, let Ray have a ridiculous conversation with a mean old man. It’s nice because now I think I’ve gotten this one rearranged, which cost me a couple of days, but now it makes more sense. Of course, it’s a murder mystery as well as a relationship novel, so that requires more structure and I’m not sure I’m quite there yet with the detective work, but mostly. I know who did it and how but I’m not totally sure how my detective figures it out, though he already suspects. Anyway, that’s the least interesting part of the story. And the interesting part is such fun, kind of grim, but fun for me as a writer. Still probably can’t hit 50K but I’m doing much better than last year.