53,415 - a bit more than a shitty first draft

Tis done. And, I have to confess, at times the process was definitely a shitty one. I am more conscious this time of the work still to be done, not least the removal of one or two scenes of duplicated information.

Against this, the several times additional layers suggested themselves to me as I typed. Sometimes mistakenly, such as the one where I completely forgot making a bloke impotent in Chapter 3 and had him possibly impregnating someone at the end. But it is possible that the concentrated effort definitely added value to the exercise. But that he was doing anything was a bonus since I've been trying since July to flesh out his bones and only yesterday succeeded.

Adding NaNo count to what remains untouched from before, amounts to 62K. Plenty more to develop and flesh out. Twists and who was where, when to sort out. I don't expect to have the book ready to be called finished until this time next year. Especially as I still have NaNoWriMo 2011's to finalise.

Endpiece

Today, in the interval between waking and being word-driven out of bed, the final twist of Drink with a Dead Man appeared in my head. 

Some months ago I watch a video of Lee Child talking about writing and he said (I'm almost sure it was he) when writing a thriller you "need to ask a question at the beginning, and not answer it until the end" I wrote it down, stuck it on a shelf less than two feet from my head, and have kept it in mind ever since. And, although I sincerely hope Kit Talamantes does learn the answers to "Who has summoned me? And why?" (because I don't have them, yet) there was more to come.

I'm on track for NaNoWriMo2015, but can't say it suits me to write this way.