It’s the 29th of November and the end of NaNoWriMo is in sight. I am in a good position to finish quite comfortably. I have exactly 2,639 words left to write. Although compared to last year’s flashy day 22 win, it’s been much harder slog than last year. Although on the plus side, this year I will still have some story to spare at the 50,000 mark. Of course at this point I am worried that I have written one of my characters into a corner after an unexpected plot twist and the last thousand words I wrote is so plodding and pedestrian, you’d think I had fallen asleep halfway through getting the words on the page.
The upside is that I’ve raised £365 for Plan International now and all those who were waiting for me to finish before they donated, will surely have no excuse not to pay up… which any of you who want to can do here. If anyone who has donated is struggling with the blog, which can be a bit confusing if you come in halfway through, there are links down the left to each chapter.
Of course one cannot write twenty-four hours a day so I stopped Casa De Self for dinner on Friday night. I was very impressed with Dom, who managed to get something insane like fourteen people around his dining room table. Elbow room was minimal but the camaraderie was unbeatable and there were even moments where I was concerned that Josh might attempt to steal Paul from me. As per usual the wine flowed like water and I’m going to use this as my excuse for potentially playing just a little bit too enthusiastically with the Dalek that Dom and Katie had built and painted. It turns out Daleks are not as indestructible as we’ve been lead to believe… you’ll notice in the picture below not only that this Dalek has a missing eyepiece but also my shame at causing its demise. As always, good to see everyone, especially Sanna, who has been a bit busy of late. Next up… Secret Vegetarian Festive Dinner…

This was followed-up by drinks with Paul’s oldest friend, Ash and his girlfriend, Becca on Saturday. At the time I didn’t think I was very drunk, but waking up to the monument to Fosters tinnies we appeared to have built in our kitchen I might have been wrong. I think it was pretty impressive that I actually made it to the write-in on Sunday. I have to ask though… can anyone else see the resemblance between Ash and Spider-Pig?

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