In Case You Think I Forgot

Well, I said I'd redo word count when I had something worth talking about. So:

40,081 / 50,000
80.16%

Plus I think I finally found a handle for "Wormwood and Chamomile". Which is good because that one's giving me all kinds of shit. Anyway, after that one and graveling-things and gremlins on the Tube, I think I'm pretty much storied out. But that's going to take me over the 50k mark anyway, so go me. I may keep writing tonight (this morning) but I may not. I'm just not really that sleepy. Which I suppose is bizarre in and of itself, but what're you gonna do?

Oh, by the way, I've been considering posting one of my shorts on this journal, mostly to reassure myself that what I'm writing is not utter and complete crap. I just can't decide which one. I mean, guy who sees ghosts on the Tube? Modern "stolen away by the fairies" story? The one where a trip to a witch-run brothel takes a turn for the more-serious-than-I'd-intended? The one using the same characters as last year's full-on NaNo, taking some timeline liberties? The London cabbie? Or should I do it at all? 'Cos I still think they're crap.

Comments encouraged.