Many thanks to all the people who called me out in the comments. In honor of you, I worked longer into the evening tonight to show I’m not a slacker. (Well, not a huge slacker, at least.)

Yesterday was lousy, with less than a thousand words. Today, however, was great–I got over 4000, which is really where I ought to be every day. Again, thanks for keeping me on task!

I plan to post a real, non-updatey blog tomorrow.

I wrote, despite it being Saturday and despite my inability to write. And, miracle of miracles, I churned out the first really great chapter of this first draft. I’m insanely happy. Only 2106 words, but I’ll take it.

You may have noticed I have a Project Six Weeks progress bar on the right sidebar of the blog. It says the goal is 110,000 words, but rest assured that that figure is only for the first draft. It will shrink after I cut all the crap that’s terrible.

DID YOU NOTICE HOW THERE WAS NO DAY THREE? AND DID YOU CALL ME ON IT?

Unless your name is Cameron, the answer is no, which means that you’re not living up to your end of the Project Six Weeks bargain. I was slacking, and you didn’t say anything, and you should be ashamed of yourselves. First the communists didn’t post on their blogs, and you stayed silent because you were not a communist.

So, anyway, today has been a good day. I’ve been doing a little bit of job huntin’, and a little bit of book writin’. I finished a chapter in which a non-beloved character dies, but you feel bad for him anyway because he’s sad. TAKE THAT, READERS.

Today was another red-letter day for the Baileys.

I’m posting at 12:18am, so technically Day Two is over. Thank goodness.

Word count today: about 1800. I don’t want to look.