Out of nowhere, Buddhapuss Books experienced a nice bump in orders this weekend. Yah! Just finished packing, before a jaunt to the post office.

Work on the book formerly known as Velocity continues in a blind, almost fury like pace. Each day I sit down, write, and rise in the afternoon to find lots of new words on the page.

My output varies daily, and though I remain short of the 2,000 words a day Stephen King espouses, many times I graze the 1,000 a day he suggests for novices. Alas, though, it is not much more than 1,000.

The manuscript is roughly 66,000 words, and there’s lots of story left to tell. Since I’m dead serious about the 100,000 benchmark, I stand at the cusp of the 2/3 of the way there point. Slicing and dicing during the revision process will push the book slightly over or below the target.

I’m curious to see what autumn, and its cooler temperatures, does for my output levels. The last heat blast certainly slackened my pace. I believe surroundings can influence the creative process. For instance, it’s hard to write near a jackhammer grinding asphalt. Conversely, when the weather is comfortable, my synapses fire more effectively and I generally work faster. Or so it seems.