Another week, another 5K on Wet Work. And another Magic Meter, back from the Land of Technical Difficulties:
Alert readers will notice that I’ve given up on 100K for this novel. It just ain’t gonna happen. I’m pretty confident I’ll at least get it over 80K. I guess I can live that.
Final climactic confrontation is dead ahead. And would you believe that even now, this close to the end, I still am not sure how it will resolve itself? I mean, I think I know who’s going to make it and who won’t–but the blocking for the scene still hasn’t been worked out. I guess I’ll know when I get there.
A piercing siren sounded throughout the building, loud enough to hurt. All three of them covered their ears at once.
The fire alarm was going off.
Movin’ on . . .