14,465 words. Good for page 16 on the list. But now I go to bed, to let dozens of caffeine-fueled insomniacs tear past me while I slumber.
Ah, well, it’s worth it. I like my characters, and plot is unfolding well enough. Maybe too much time lost today reorganizing my notes and doing background research on FEMA, Posse Comitatus, and the Special Forces. Fact-checking is what the month after NaNoWriMo is for.