Still choo-chooing along. I actually got closer to 7500, but didn’t want to round up. Waiting for that special moment when it happens and I sense the ending of the first draft. I’ve heard other writers say that’s when their word counts go nuts, and it’s been my experience as well. I’m “writing messy” as Rachael Herron puts it — just getting the story down and never mind how pretty it is. Now I have authors notes scattered everywhere and my spellchecker won’t talk to me.