A dismal 114 on Tuesday, 702 yesterday, 875 today. The 114 was a matter of forcing myself to write something rather than zeroing out. This week has been challenging in many ways, and I am pleased to have only fallen significantly beneath the goal once.
To make up for March by the end of May, I have to write 1475 words per day. If I don't get out of the current migraine cycle PDQ, I probably won't be able to do it, but I should be able to catch up in early June if I don't mess around. That will put me back on the original schedule for 20,000 words a month, March through July. Once this draft is done, I'll have a month to tinker with it before we head to Scotland and a month's break from even thinking about the darn thing. When I get home, I'll have ten months to turn it into something I can be proud of. It's due at the publisher the first of July 2027.
Sorry for TMI. Helps to think on paper.