I can hardly believe that I did it! On Sunday I woke at 4.30am, got up, started writing, and hardly made any progress. Went back to bed hours later, got up again, worked until evening, and only just scraped the day's word count. Still wasn't sure if I would do it. Today was the last day of National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo). I have been writing, and writing, and thought I was just short of 50,000. Then I did the NaNoWriMo validation, and it told me I had written 50,580 words. More than I needed! Wow. Again: wow. I'm still trying to feel normal.
Since the last update I wrote a new story called Transmission (in two parts, intended to bookend my collection). Also a bonus for my horror fans: "Turner began with a prologue. But what happened before that?” You'll find out (if my beta readers vote for the story to be in the collection).
You'll find all my NaNoWriMo posts here, if you want to look back over my progress. This was difficult. Maybe a novel would have been easier than a short story collection. And maybe I'll find out next year! Thanks to everyone that followed my journey and wished me luck. :-)