This is getting to be a pattern: early in the evening I’m stuck, and I think, “well, I’m not going to make my goal tonight.” But then, at some point, I get a second wind or a burst of inspiration.

I was pretty sure for most of the evening that I would have to stop short of 1,667 words today. I was tired and in a foul mood, and I didn’t feel like writing. I felt bad about that, but not too bad, because I would still have been ahead of pace overall.

But things picked up as the evening wore on. I was able to channel some of my negative emotions into one of my characters, and it turned out to serve the story quite well. That got me back on track, and I got 95 words past the target before stopping for the night.