… is a big number.  It’s the number of words, as of right this instant, that are in my book.  If memory serves, this is more than double the number of words in my first novel, Working It Out.  (Of course, whether that is a good or a bad thing is open to debate.)

Anyway, I am inching slowly towards the end, morning by morning.  Should be there soon.

When I get to the end, the billionth edit/re-write will begin.  It will be interesting to see whether the final number of words after that process is bigger or smaller than the one above.  There are a lot of extraneous adverbs and questionable plot devices waiting for the chop…