Approximately 65,000 words and counting on the book. I had hoped to reach 70,ooo words by the end of February but that didn't quite happen! Any progress is good progress, right? At least I'm now in the bottom third of the book. I think I've hit the climax of the plot and it's all downhill from here. Hopefully, in the good 'snow sledding' downhill kind of way and not a 'agggh, we're gonna' die' kind a way.
Harold, my main character, has gotten himself into a tough spot as usual because he really isn't the brightest color in the crayola box. So far in the book he's been picked up by the cops, bitten a couple of times by a giant flesh eating slug, been hypnotized, burnt by the sun twice, bullied by government agents and oh yes, shot in the back with a silver tipped arrow. Plus, a few other things that don't directly involve physical harm, just mild stupidity. I love getting this guy into trouble because he's just so hard to kill!
Right now, I'm worrying that all of these colorful and calamitous situations are a little too much. How many times can one endure a stupid vampire before they put down the book? So, I'm probably dragging my feet on this because it feels like there's too much stuff happening one thing after another and we're only at 65, 000+ words.
Of course, this book is primarily plot driven because Harold is primarily apathetic about life. His motivations are blood and sex. So, all of his character development has to occur through external events. I've only just gotten him to the point in say the last ten thousand words where it's feasible for him to act on his own inner force of will. Hopefully, that's not placed too late in the book!










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