Day 11

Lucky old day 11 I say! It was also slated as an official non event.

Yep, nothing happened, no writing was attempted and thus no wordage was achieved. Parp and pronk.

In other news: Sinbad continued to rock the Casbah!

And so, well past sundown*, day 11 ended.



* "so far past sundown that in actuality 'twas the next day." Said the old Emu, re-counting her grandson's life story to her avidly listening clutch of eggs.

Day 4

I was away in London, and didn't get back until nearly 11pm. So, sadly nothing added on day 4. It's lucky my count at the very end of day 3 was 6,619.

Hmm. I think I'm getting word-count-obsessed. This is a dangerous condition.

Lots to get on with, then!