Yesterday was busy, and the cats have been waking me up bright and early just to prove that they can, but I managed to crank out 1,030 words today.

More exciting for me, I think I've figured out how the third act of this sucker is going to go, so that's happy--I felt like I went into this with a good idea about the beginning and middle, as well as how it was going to end, but getting from the middle to the ending was kind of a question mark. But as so often happens in the writing process (at least for me), stuff has suggested itself, and a lot of things that started out as just kind of being in there have wounded up threading together and becoming really important to the plot. That's always a good thing, and a reminder to me to have faith in the process--I don't always know how things are going to go, but sometimes the best thing to do is to stop planning and start writing.

And I wanted to set part of the book in a volcanic wasteland, but I've never really been to one, so I was poking around and found Dankalia/Danakil. Wow.