So, I think I may write Chapter 5 tonight while waiting for Diogo to get home. That would put me at 6200 words, which might be awesome sauce for me. I got so much done today in between lecture and seminar, a couple thousand words - over 2500, at least. And that was in two and a half hours. Nice to know I can kick some ass when I'm sitting in the library and it's really quiet.

Other than that, lecture and seminar was boring, but I have reading week next week, and we're all going out to Devon for three days of sitting in a secluded cabin. I'm rather excited about all of this.

I need to remind my mom to grab my sweater from the house in Denver and take it back to St. Louis, so I can bring it back to London for January and February cold snaps.

Alright. I've convinced myself that I'm in a writing mood. I've decided that each of my chapters will be about 1200 words long, which is a nice, relatively easy goal to meet every time I sit down. About an hour's worth of work, with a nice stopping point. The end is always in sight, which I think is terribly important for doing this competition. If you sit down with the vast 50 thousand word goal in front of you, it will kill the will you have to sit and write a bit, but manageable bites are fabulous.