Actually, so far in my urban fantasy plotline, my sexy vampire heroine never makes it to Brooklyn.
I may yet send her to the Bronx to deal with a recalcitrant gargoyle, but the narrative is still too fluid.
I am, yes, flying by the seat of my pants on this.
I tried flying with someone else's pants, but I tore a hole in the buttocks.
Ow, stop hitting me.
I'll let you know how my word count goes today.
Update: thanks to sharing in two different Write-Ins today, I got over 3,000 words done and am up to 14,300 words total by this seventh day.