I’m not saying it’s impossible, and I will still do my damnedest to finish, but hitting 50,000 words will take something of a Thanksgiving miracle at this point. A head cold has slowed me down considerably over the last week, and as result I need to average 4,000 words/day over the next four days, one of which is turkey day. Not good.
I used to caddy as a kid. On one particular Sunday I had a piano recital to perform in the afternoon, but I decided to caddy in the morning anyway, gambling that I would finish the loop in time. My fellow caddy out on the course with me decided it would be hysterical if he sang, whenever the players were out of earshot, “Matt’s Not Gonna Make It”, to this tune. I did manage to make it to that recital, so maybe I can prove that caddy (I wonder where that guy is now) wrong once again. I fear, however, that this time he’ll be right and I really won’t make it. Say a prayer to the productivity gods for me.