Just barely over 9k words on this chapter -- and so we close out the month. In terms of accomplishing the hoped-for story writing goals sketched out in that blog post? I failed. But that one can be blamed partially on A Mark Of Appeal, with the ending taking so many more words than I'd initially thought it would. My rate of production wasn't horrible: it just wound up going on less stories than I'd targeted. And I can at least say the exact same problem won't happen twice, but only because I don't have to finish that particular story again.
So I'll take a little time to recover from today's quasi-marathon -- and then we'll see what December brings.
Other than snow.
Way too much snow.
...stupid snow.