697 words across three pages. It seems like a weird thing to be proud of because it’s ultimately still failure, but I’m getting closer and closer to my target wordcount every day.
The First Person POV continues to work nicely. It just flows better, and I haven’t had a problem so far with keeping the voice from being sarcastic. We’re on Trash City now, and it has been described nice and concisely, Kinneman has departed with many of Dow’s things, and Dow is finally ready to be shot into space. Well, he’s ready for narrative purposes, anyway.
Not much else to say beyond that. This was a pretty straight-forward writing day.