A consistent thing I have noticed with my long-form writing projects: I stall out when the word count meter reads 14,XXX. (Or sooner, like, my 2018 NaNo is under 13K. I did win NaNo once, but I cheated.)
The story I’m working on now, I’m really excited about it, I’m really enjoying it, I’m really looking forward to my readers’ despairing screams. When I started writing it, I thought it was going to have a four-digit word count; all but a couple things I’ve written in the past year-ish–when I wasn’t trying to stick to “100 words” or “3 sentences”–do. (Which in itself is a delightful change; previously I had trouble consistently getting up to one thousand words while still finishing the story!) 4K probably, I said. 8K if it really gets away from me.
Ha, ha, ha. That said, this is only the second piece in the past year-ish that’s gone over 10K, and the other one is done at 11K and up on AO3. Since I just hit the narrative midpoint, and given how many more words the second fourth of the plot is than the first fourth, I’m expecting the finished story to clock in at about 35K.
But my current word count is 14.6K.
Which means I have to get past the 15K mark that has killed dozens of my novel-length projects before.