Progress Report, in which I am still unsure

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.

Want a peek?

She looked to the other security monitors in front of Barry. Most of them showed unremarkable shots of the shelter from various angles, but on one of them–one of the dormitory views, though she couldn’t tell which–she glimpsed a strange flicker of light.

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 . . .
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