I hit 40000 words last night, though I'm worried that I also tweaked a couple of points in the plan. It could just be adaptability, I supose, but it feels more like the thing pulling slightly out of shape.
A meeting with the PhD supervisor this afternoon. It's been weeks since I went into the university. I just want to get this thing finished so I can get on with my life. I'd probably be more motivated if I really needed the qualification for what I was planning on doing anymore, or if I weren't about to get further in debt to pay for it.