It's been raining off and on today with the result that my lap has been in high demand. My cat Jasper is small and he fits very nicely on my lap. Jake, however, is big and fluffy and he does not fit so nicely. Plus, he's a pig (not a real one of course, he is a cat.) and when he's curled up behind me, he's always trying to push me off the chair. And then there's the Fudgester who, on nights like this, wants me to hold him. I can only type one-handed for so long. And yet, I managed to double my minimum today.

Xia has been successfully kidnapped and rescued along with another character. I have 23 chapters and and 48,656 thousand words. I think I might actually be at critical mass, except I haven't deleted very many chapters, which is worrying me. I have a lot of cleaning up to do. I have to move one of my hot scenes or maybe write one, to a different spot and then conform my heroine to the character she's becoming. Which means substantially changing another hot scent because, as it turns out, she's more of an adventuress than I originally thought. There's certain things that don't bother her! Anyway, I think the basic story is in place now. The other 10 or so chapters will magically appear (I wish!) when I split off chapters that get too long as I rewrite the heck out of this young puppy. The last scene I save for, well, last. I've learned that for me, it's pointless to write it until after I know everything else. Which comes dead last.

Labels: on laps, writing freaking writing, Xia