Just the promised update on my progress: I’m now at 4614 words, just four hundred shy of the total of 5000 for the third day. A tenth of the way toward the month’s goal.
Still writing — I’ve just begun a crucial scene. My two main characters finally meet, though they’ve been circling each other, and in one way or another aware of each other, for a few days of story time. A decent amount of backstory has gotten filled in, through interactions with other characters, so their meeting should matter. Always a good thing to ask when you’ve got characters doing anything: does it matter? It’s a version of that cruel and very necessary question: So what?!
Since the novel straddles the supernatural/erotic divide (at least right now — who knows where this draft will go next?), I’m hoping for a tense, revealing encounter. OK, enough procrastination. I do laundry during breaks when I’m writing. It always needs doing, so it doesn’t feel procrastinatory? procrastinational? procrastinative? — and it gets me up and stretching, going up and down stairs. And usually a new idea will arrive while I’m separating whites and colors, or measuring detergent. So, up to sort and measure and start, then back to work.