Not many words produced the last few nights. 321 on Monday, 14 on Tuesday. I blame a particular scene, which I discussed a little bit here. It's part of one of the chapters I had turned in as part of my proposal, and on first reading, it worked. Editor made a sound suggestion with regards building up one aspect with an additional scene, which I decided to work on before diving into the first new chapter.

And damned if the thing didn't flip over on me. It isn't antagonist that's in trouble, it's my POV. And it's real trouble, the fallout of which will still be an issue almost two hundred years later. It took a few days to figure this out. I am hoping that what I lost in word production I more than made up for in lack of future flailing.

I know it's only the first week, but the 70 Days thing seems to be working as I hoped. My brain is mulling over Book almost constantly now that I have this self-imposed deadline in my head