Some days the writing flows smoothly. More often is varies between smooth and grinding. The last chapter? It just ground all the way. The material was plentiful, but I couldn't find the right words and it was pure drugery the whole way through. I'm happy that I've built a little breathing room into my word count, because I need a day off.
I'm not without plans for the evening, however. Grandma has a hot date.
NaNoWriMo 32,061 words and pausing to catch my breath.