Back home after a week in Maine, where we swam, fished, canoed, visited with old friends, and let The Son eat way too many sweets. I kept up with my 1,000 words a day... until yesterday, when we traveled home, stopping along the way to pan for gold in the rain. We had a good time, but arrived home at The Son's bedtime after 8 hours mostly in the car, wet and exhausted and me with a migraine and cramps. I somehow managed to write 300 words before I threw in the towel.
Only 4,500 words left to finish the draft! I'm on the cusp of climax #1 right now.