HugoLuman: don't worry about "finishing" the 50k words. That's a crazy lot of words. Just set yourself a personal goal. Write every day, even if it's just one sentence. Just something that you can accomplish without killing yourself. Whatever you manage, it will be something to be proud of, simply because you didn't give up.
Caz: You could try going back and adding more details and filler. Flesh out the scenes, hit some more senses. Include some behind-the-scenes stuff that doesn't need to be in there. Add a little more backstory. You can always cut that stuff out in the end, if you decide you don't want it, but you never know. You might stumble upon something really useful. Or you can add an epilogue, or a prologue. As long as you're writing something, anything, you're not wasting your time. You will learn *something* from the experience.
As for me, I'm still sick. Went home a little early from work today and canceled my private student (for the second week in a row... I feel like such a jerk.) Tomorrow I have to teach the little kids, but I've gotten permission to work from home on Friday. I do still actually have to work, but I don't have to do too much, and I can do it in my pajamas.
I just very nearly went to bed early without having written anything. I actually forgot all about it. I cleared my head a little by playing Kairo for a while, which for some reason really helps me focus and shake some of the cobwebs out of my brain. Now I need to write. If I can do 2000 a day, I'll have caught up within a few days... I don't think I'll catch up today. I'll see what I can do.
EDIT: Quick poll! I have two different ideas on how to continue with this story. One of them is my original idea, and the other is something I came up with today. The question is, which of these would you rather read:
A story where it's not clear if the narrator/main character is really seeing ghosts. It seems like she is, but it's never quite proven one way or another, and it remains possible that she's just crazy. Think Haruki Murakami, surreal stuff that never quite explains itself.
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A story where it turns out ghosts are totally real, and it completely redefines humanity's conception of what reality is and how science works. Or if not humanity, then at least some people who find out about it. Think Neil Gaiman / American Gods.
I think I'll go with the majority opinion on this one. It's all improv, so I'm not particularly attached to one story, and anyway, both the ideas are mine.
Also, this story is rapidly returning to being fairly lighthearted and fun and not at all terrifying. For now. I suppose later on I'll have to go back and sort of fix the consistency there.