Scratch that, FREAKING HUZZAH!
I have officially passed the fifty thousand word mark. See, this is amazingly incredible because it means that my life is now next to normal, even though I’m not actually done with my manuscript, just my wordcount goal. I just have one hitch left before I can start relaxing for more than three minutes at a time: Namely, I have to kill off all my characters at the same time without making it look like deus ex machina so that I can end the ultimately cyclic nature of the novel with the rebuilding of the city. It’ll be fun and sad at the same time.