Update:
As of 11:59 p.m. on 11/7 I have 5,146 words. Even further behind quota. I, uh, cleaned a lot this weekend.

Morale:
Still pretty good. I've the got the whole plot outlined, and it looks like the story is big enough to sustain an entire book - I was concerned it would be a little thin.

Excerpt:

She takes her sharpened Number Two pencils into the SATs, unaware that this year the kids three counties over are piloting a computerized Scholastic Aptitude Test that would never be adopted. If she lived a hundred and fifty miles further east, she could be dealing herself five aces and a score she could use to pry her way into the Ivy League. Instead, she's filling in the little bubble under "C", which is, as it turns out, wrong.

She'll score just over the median - not high enough for Harvard or Yale, but good enough to get her into the University of Nevada, Las Vegas, which was her first choice, anyway.