10,398 / 25,000
November's opening word count's a little misleading, because a lot of those words are notes to myself about research I need to do, scene choreography issues, options I need to narrow down, stuff like that. Probably a third of what I have right now will not appear in the complete working draft. There's a table listing all the notable astrological aspects, and their times down to the minute, for every day between Beltane and Independence Day, 2004. Nobody needs to keep track of that but me.
The 31ist was Gareth's first real Halloween. He spent the day in his triceratops costume, and we joined a friend's trick-or-treating expedition for her two-year-old. I'm pretty sure the only thing Gareth really understood about Halloween today is that sometimes his mommy really wants him to keep his hat on. With winter coming, that's actually a pretty practical thing for him to know.
The new word count since midnight is not vast, but it's part of a pivotal scene I'm only starting to figure out.
10,542 / 25,000