Quick update today. This was an errand day (as will be tomorrow) so I didn’t have as much time for noveling as I would’ve liked, but I didn’t do too badly.
Here are today’s word metrics for Ghost of a Chance:
Words written today: 1236
Total words on Ghost: 21,923
Words of fiction this year: 3,317
And here’s an unspoilery snippet of today’s output:
Ron rolled her eyes. “Oh, come on. Where would you be now if I hadn’t meddled?”
“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe actually enjoying a quiet morning all to myself?”
“You’d be sitting and stewing over that story. And Jimmy would still be on his own. And you wouldn’t have donuts.”
“You give yourself a little too much credit,” Chris said as she went to toss the used up paper towels.
“Pfft. You know I’m right. Besides, I think you like him.”
Chris halted on the way to the trash bin. “What? Who?”
“The reporter waiting in your office.”
“His name’s Doug.”
“Uh huh.”
“Shut up. I just got on non-shouting terms with the guy.”
“Uh huh. And he likes you, too.”
Chris chucked the towels and leveled a look at her sister. “Now you’re just insane.”
“Hey, I’m a romance writer, remember? I can tell about these things.”
“I think that fall down the stairs damaged your brain before it killed you.”
Jean Marie Bauhaus 