No, really. I bought a shirt at Hot Topic on Saturday that is like a t-shirt for the fictional vampire bar in the tv show True Blood (love that show! Love the Sookie Stackhouse books, too.) I also bought a Lady Gaga shirt. You know you're jealous.
Anyway, even after my outlining hiccup and having to delete almost an entire chapter that went astray because of writing without my outline, I did make my 14k word goal for last week during the last gasp of Sunday night. But I made myself sit down and write the rest of my outline. So now I have it, minus one climax thing I'm not sure how I want to twist.
Also, and this is so random, it's the first time I've been writing chapters numbered above 21. When I did YA, my chapters tended to be a little longer than they are now (which I now realize makes NO sense,) and since the wordcount was shorter, I only even broke 20 once (with this story, in fact). Now I write them a tad shorter (a la urban fantasy style) and since my wordcount is getting longer (please make it to 100k, pleasepleaseplease) only 4 chapters stand between me and chapter 30. That probably shouldn't excite me, but it does.
Lastly, I feel the need to tell you all that I slammed my hair in the car door this morning. And by that I mean, I was all sitting down in my seat and everything, and I pulled the door shut, and lo, my hair was caught in it, blown by a wayward breeze. Gah.