I have 466 words, and I'm packing it in for the night. Mostly because I have no idea what to do next with my main character. On the plus side, I've already "blasphemed" three major religions (and one other that's definitely not mainstream). Not bad for a first chapter. On the minus side, no one has died. Yet. Don't worry. The deaths, they are a-coming. Heh heh heh. No, I won't have a spectacular body count like last year (IIRC, 1,542, or thereabouts), but that's okay. This book is supposed to be a comedy. So probably only three or four people will die. And at least one of those will come back again. :D
Tomorrow, when my brain is fresh, I'm sure something will occur to me. Or maybe I'll have a marvelous dream tonight which will illuminate all those hidden crevices in my mind where the plot lurks.