890 words today. Not a great start to NaNoWriMo, but I have been having a wee bit of kittius interruptus, and my parents have come for a visit. I knew I'd be late to the game this month, I'm just trying to keep the word counts in the 1k range daily so I don't get too far behind. A nice big fat 10k day will catch me up, so I'm not too worried.

I generally write very linearly, moving from scene to scene, chapter to chapter, adding to things in the order they appear in the book. But every once in a while, I get a wild hair and can't wait to set down a future scene. That's where my word count came from today. The second to last chapter, actually. It's kind of nice knowing so early on where I need to end up. Normally that doesn't happen until much, much later.

I thought I brought home kittehs, but I was wrong. They are minions. Homicidal minions, at that. Jordan has already buried her mouse, dug it up, and proceeded to drown it when my back was turned. And she's supposed to be the shy one.

I will buy them more mice tomorrow, as well as a fishing pole with ribbons that I think they will go bonkers for. And try to get words while they dance about. Life, it is good.