There. I missed two whole days but still managed a whole 1603* words this week. I won't bore people with a day-by-day breakdown but I am nearly past an unexpected but necessary stretch before some stuff I have been planning to do for years. Not that that guarantees quality. Besides, after that I have to
finish it and I have barely anything planned for the final third. Which is odd, considering i am not even writing this story, just telling it.
Ah well. Dare I hope the rest of my audience is less harsh than OpenOffice.org (autosuggest: 'predictable')? I suppose it could just have meant I am doing it right. I forgot to mention, on Tuesday I had another antitale idea peeking at the back cover of the sequel to a certain recently filmed fantasy novel. That's two, now.
Writing is great (I'm doing it wrong), creation is beautiful (not enough detail), discovery wonderful (not looking hard enough).
Off to work out who is captaining the ship now...
Edit: Wordcount +1. Would you believe I forgot a whole character today?
*A fine year. I remember it well...