Sodding Sequels!

I am approaching an understanding of how Sisyphus felt. The sequel is crawling along. Keep getting lost down blind alleys or rather, allowing characters to get lost down blind alleys. Then they have to be written back out or simply the entire thread of narrative deleted and it's back to square one.

The first 1000 words was blisteringly fast. When we hit 5,000 words, things had slowed down into a comfortable groove. Less mistakes certainly. I was enjoying myself until 20,000 words and then things got stupidly complicated plot-wise / strategy-wise. Finally at 25,000 words everything stopped for tea! 30,000 words today and that's 6 or 7 months later. It's not a case that I am simply striving for a word count without paying attention to what's actually being written and the quality of it, but it's a useful yardstick.

Also I feel that I have made a fundamental error in allowing too much of the end game to be resolved in a country that I have never visited? This bears further consideration. If my concerns bear fruit then we are in rewrite country - big time. Thank God it's fiction!