2594 words so far today. I was asking it for at least 1000–getting this much more indicates that I’m on the right trail, not just any trail. Book is grinning.
Gnomes appeared. I didn’t know before this that they consider the road through their lands closed in winter. So late travelers have been accosted, and this will have Consequences. Sure, everything has consequences, but this is upper-case-C Consequences. The question now is whether certain persons made it across the pass before the gnomes started their winter warding. I don’t know yet, but I know I’ll be finding out.
The total page count at this point means little, but for those who gloat over page counts, the ms. just hit 600 and is about to lop over into 601. But my hands are hurting, so I have to quit for a bit. (Gee, I could do laundry, clean the bathroom, put sheets on the bed, straighten up….you can stop sniggering now. I do sometimes do housework, just not often enough.)