Word count: 18,906. I'm about 1100 words behind schedule.
Fiction writing really does work the way they say: your characters do things you didn't expect, and people walk into your story from real life. (My "Lauren Ayres" is directly based on a woman I saw at the supermarket.)
The typewriters are also working just the way they're supposed to: keeping me moving along by making it too hard to "x" out all the dreck I just wrote. Inner Critic, abandon all hope!