Time is ticking away. Just over 12 hours remain before Camp NaNoWriMo kicks off. Am I ready?
Meh. As ready as I was last time. I had some insights this morning about Whitlock's family life this morning that I'm going to work into the story and a news story about a guy high on bath salts that ate another man's face off might make it into the novel at some point.
I'm not too worried about it, though. Since I'm embarking on what I'm referring to in the blog as The Magical Mystery Tour tomorrow, I'll have 7-8 hours in the car during which to think before I finally start writing.
I've got high hopes for Between Hell and a Hard Place. I'm planning on focusing on Whitlock more than the actual plot, much like most Raymond Chandler books are more about Philip Marlowe being awesome than they are about him solving mysteries. We'll see how it all shapes up.