So last night I didn't get a chance to update my word count -- somewhere in the mid 8000 I think -- before falling asleep on the couch with my little peanut at 9:30pm. And I've done a lot of writing today, but I will not be updating my word count until probably the weekend. I've been writing it all by hand, so when I get a good chunk of downtime (hence the weekend) I will probably type it all up and update the final count sometime Saturday or Sunday.

I definitely think that writing nonfiction is so much easier than fiction. At least for me, I already know the plot, I just have to fill in the blanks with lots and lots of words. Coming up with fiction -- if you ask me, that requires a lot more thinking. Meg, I applaud your efforts, and I very much am looking forward to reading about Jenny's latest adventures.

Nevertheless, I am really pleased with what I've written so far, which surprises me. It's hard, but easy, and weird all at once, and I am very eager to see what the finished product (masterpiece?) looks like.