Oh, they have that? I’ve been doing it mentally (and putting it in my AIM profile). Words done, words remaining, and words remaining/days remaining for Necessary Daily Average or “Panic Figure.”
2178 words.
If you enter your word total daily at the NaNoWriMo site, there’s a little bar chart in your profile that fills in. It’s kinda cute. It shows when you enter a comment on their boards.
I definitely need to start writing sooner tomorrow. Need sleep.
Thanks for the tip, Yllaria. I didn’t sleep at a normal time tonight, but I got a good chapter going and I crossed the 5,000-word mark. More than 10% of the way there! Actually, nearly 11%.
Hah!
Fools!
I haven’t started yet.
I work best under extreme pressure.
As an improvement over yesterday, I now have a germ of an idea. I have a feeling that I will have no mental peace in which to write until…well, let’s just say until tomorrow, at least.
3,371 words, and I actually went to bed before 11 last night. I’m afraid I’m skipping over some exposition in order to get to the meat of the story, but I think maybe it’s best if my main character has a little mystery about her. The story is primarily about reincarnation, and I guess we don’t really need to know where she is now until we know where she’s been.
At least, that’s what I will continue to think until I decide I hate myself, my characters, my computer, and possibly the written word itself. 
You mean you don’t already? I knew I wasn’t coming at this from a good place! Wah!
1704 words when I completed the opening scene last night. I thought the only named character so far was going to be my main character, but he ended up being eaten by a zombie. Goddamn zombies!
A warning for you all–Do not think about your story at work. I am distracted, and I have discovered that the story is growing out of my control, there’s a mountain of research to do, everything’s getting more complicated, and I am slowly realizing that I already want to die. jsgoddess, are you happy now?
Misery loves company, so I love you. 
I write at work. Of course, I work in a college bookstore. I sell one candy bar every half hour which is when I count my words (I’m doing mine longhand).
Then my life is now complete.
Because I can’t concentratrate, I’m thinking about titles. It’s going to be a mystery set in the oil filed. I was thinking Crude Awakening, but someone at NaNoWriMo suggested The Slick and the Dead.
For those who think about these things early, have you figured out a title?
(The only other novel I’ve ever written remains untitled to this day.)
sigh I’m totally not working much today.
I have five or six titles, actually. My story is about reincarnation, and the same two people finding each other in life after life. I had originally thought it would just be 'Til Death, but I decided that’s awful. Then it was simply Full Circle, which is even worse. I thought of a bunch more, and each is worse than the last.
Personally, I’m partial to The Slick And The Dead.
Ooh. Titles. I’m good at titles. Especially punny titles. Sometimes not-punny titles.
For a tale of reincarnated lovers, may I humbly suggest When Last We Met…?
If you’d share a description of the tone of the story, I’d be happy to suggest other titles. (You may have already, I haven’t read this entire thread)
As for **jsgoddess’s ** - Hmmm. The Dawn Petrol? Motley Crude? Oil’s Well That Ends Well? (that one’s probably a Bugs Bunny cartoon I’ve forgotten.)
I love puns. They’re such a gas. A barrel of laughs. Even if they’re a little unrefined.
I’ll stop now.
Oil field. Oil field. Can’t write! Can’t spell!
Work? What is this thing you call work?
Is there a secondary genre? Is it pretty much a romance-type novel that just happens to span multiple lives?
Brainstorming:
You Must Remember This
Deja Vous
Fugue
Retrograde
Time After Time
Long Time No See
Fugue and Retrograde are good if it’s scifi-ish; You Must Remember This - as long as you don’t mind invoking the Casablanca; Deja Vous is awesome; Time After Time is good, but the title of a movie, I believe; Long Time, No See would be allright.
Maybe 99 Lives, *Lessons of History * (for the obfuscated reference to the old chestnut about those who fail to learn from history being doomed to repeat it), or maybe the Philip K. Dickish This Life is Made From Recycled Material.
Even in brainstorming I reveal I have no brain to storm. That was supposed to be:
Long Time Know, See
I’m not as punny as CG, but who is?
Nuts, I was thinking of Deja Who?, but Vous is better.
My title was Emanance, as a place holder. It’s been upgraded to Assembly of God, but that might give too much away too soon.
Nobody, but nobody, sister.
How about Stalled Karma?