One and a half chapters left to go. The climax is happening. Sentences are short. Many contain words like "blood," "scream" or "explosion." It's pulpy and delicious, full of angst and melodrama and over-the-topness. I'm probably going to have to cut it all and rewrite it.
I looked last night, and there were over fifty two thousand words in the draft. That means I can expect this to roll in at around fifty seven or fifty eight thousand, hopefully in a week or so.
I've made predictions like that before. They never work out.