I was going to give up yesterday, i really was. I was tired, unmotivated, lonely and kinda blue.

I got home from the volunteer gig, thinking about going to bed, and what do i find? A note from The Ferrett. He said if i didn’t win he’d donate the ten bucks to Prop 8.

!!@#$%&

So i worked on the stupid thing till 4am. I’m pretty sure i wrote more than 5000 words last night, but i had to throw thousands away and the rules to the contest say i have to increase the total wordcount by 3000 every day. Anyway, i passed 74,000 words. Yay me.

Anyway, thanks for the boost, Ferrett. 😛 You get peeps:

Today’s contender is my awesome housemate, Diana Standish. She certainly has opportunity to trip me up today and steal my $10, but i also know where she sleeps, so…

I think i’m starting to go into the exhilarating and scary part of the novel where everything seems downhill from here.

On my break day, i plotted out all the scenes left (as far as i can tell) and i’ve come up with 25 scenes, probably a little bit less than 1000 words each. Which more or less fits what i planned. Breaking it down like that makes it seem less intimidating. Three or so scenes a day, i can do that.

Anyway, i wrote through four scenes and got my 3000 words. Thanks for playing, Rachel A, but the ten dollars stays home.

As a consolation prize, please accept the Greek Earth-Mother, Demeter!:

Tomorrow: My friend The Ferrett.

What evil does the Ferrett have in store to steal my $10? Tune in to find out! I have to get to 74,000 words before i go to bed tomorrow or i owe Ferrett ten bucks.