I passed the 30K mark, and my excitement has turned to loathing. I hate my story, it's boring and it sucks, my characters are on my last freaking nerve, my scenarios are unbelievable, my settings are dull and flat and lifeless, and this is a steaming pile of CRAP.
I hate Every. Single. Thing. about the stupid novel. I hate the title, I hate my stupid mock cover, I hate it all. It needs to be hurled over the edge of a live volcano, burned to a crisp before it even hits the lava, then the ash spewed upward and burned again.
So, basically, it's the same as the middle of every other novel I've written. *sigh*