I’m almost at the halfway mark, and I’m on track as far as the outline goes. Not too shabby.
I’m beginning to wonder how the second half of the novel will play out, especially in the pacing department. Every time I start to second guess myself, or criticize myself for what I’ve written so far, I stop and remind myself that this is just the rough draft and that any and all mistakes I make are going to be smoothed out or outright eliminated during editing. I could double the word count if I needed to, add characters and scenes if they end up being necessary.
I don’t think they will be, though. I think I’m worrying over what’s going to amount to being a lot of easily correctible small stuff.
Tomorrow I return to my job and the real world and leave full time novel writing behind. I’m a bit antsy over that, and I may end up taking my laptop with me to work on In the Teahouse on my lunch break. I haven’t decided yet.
I’m exhausted. I think I’ve done nearly five thousand words this afternoon. Goodnight, book.