Day 7 of the NaNo Project o'Doom was an abject failure. I missed the "to 50K goal" by 348 words, and the "1700 words per day" goal by 579.
Several factors were involved. One of them was the fact that this outline, while extensive at first blush at over 700 words all by itself, isn't actually giving me what I need to write the story in a comprehensible fashion. It's borked like a big borked thing.
Another thing is the sheer amount of research I'm having to do on the fly. Until you get into a project like this, you don't know what you don't know. And sometimes, digging out information is nigh impossible even with excellent google-fu. Did the wide spot in the track that I've picked for my protag's hometown have a bank? I don't know, nor can I apparently find out. But I need one for my plot, so screw it, I put one there.
And, of course, the day was filled with distractions of all kinds. I had not-writing projects to do. Hubby got home from a three-day trip, so we rented a movie. Boy went off on a camping trip, so I had to make sure he had everything he needed for that. The interwebs are shiny, and there are morons who need smackdowns, although that particular thing has slowed. And on it goes--today I need to go grocery shopping so my mens will have actual food while I'm gone, and I need to start getting ready for the WEx retreat.
But I do hope to stick an END at the bottom of this thing today. I might even get it into the 5K wordcount limit. I'm at the second pinch and roaring toward the conclusion, oddly enough. I thought I had more plot there (see: 700-word outline), but apparently not. That is a good thing, and I will embrace it after the over 9000-word behemoth the last thing turned into.