Here’s today’s progress on the battlefield adventure about a widowed nurse from a Confederate hospital aboard a west-bound train pulled by a Union war engine — now with military intrigue, steampunk Texas rangers, undead political separatists, murderous plots, bushwackers, bandits, sabotage, and epic scenes of mayhem:

Project: Dreadnought
New Words: 2115 (not bad)
Present Total Word Count: 7122 words
Goal: 100,000 words

Things Accomplished in Fiction: Cut short the mourning period in favor of a fresh batch of wounded soldiers; treated some gruesome injuries; triaged like a mofo; ordered a new nurse around as a matter of necessity.

Things Accomplished in Real Life: Did quite a lot of dayjob work; had a chat via phone with the boss-man; took lunch with Caitlin; created and emailed off a 2600 word proposal; did leftover Easter dishes; re-read part of my very-helpful source material for info regarding Civil War era hospitals.

Reason for Stopping: All this talk of festering wounds is making me hungry.