Continues apace. I just hit 14,000 words in the Angry Bitter Angel story. He is in so much trouble right now, and I'm so far ahead that I've blown past tomorrow's wordcount and am merrily chipping away at Wednesday's.
That being said, I don't see any way of finishing this thing in 17,000 words, which is my self-imposed limit. It's not an arbitrary number; it's the top wordcount for a Writers of the Future entry. And the point of this project was to do several shorts that I could then sell, not a novel that would languish on my hard drive because I hate the agent hunt process with the fire of a thousand suns and don't want to start that whole heartbreaking cycle over again.
So. Anyway. Week One is an unqualified success, and I have a happy.