30,146 words.
And the quote for today is:
"He blushed and wished he had not thought of that and embarrassed himself infront of himself what am I writing oh god."
Alright, that's about all I have to say. Starting to get tired of NaNoWriMo.
BOOK, Y U NO END?!
But it's all good. I am reassured and exhilerated by the fact that this is actually a kind of proper book-like thing that's being written, and it already has so many words! (and I'm just not going to read any and pretend they're all perfect and that's how I'll survive november).
Back to writing, you know, books. Gawd.
-Willow