30k and holding

This is the part I hate. I enjoyed playing the martyr to get this far, but now I've got to bite down and get the last 20k down on virtual paper.

It wouldn't be so bad if I weren't mourning the loss of my laptop, with its gigs of data that I hope was backed up somewhere or another.

Or that I really hoped that I had something to write. Chris Baty's little platitudes are starting to rub raw on me; I'm not freaking bunny nibbling in a garden, I'm a writer, damnit, and I'm trying to write a novel that falls within this 11/1 through 11/30 time period. And the words don't always match the required word count.

Or maybe it's just that I'm balking against the tick-tocking of the NaNoWriMo clock.

Be that as it may, I'm off to write some more. I'm off through Monday, and then from Wednesday on. If I can't get this novel at least to 50k by them, something's gone horribly wrong!