Yessssssssssssssssss! 75,000 words completed today! Actually the count according to my laptop was around 76K, though the family computer only made it 73. But I suspect that computer is a nasty little liar. So I’m feeling quite chuffed with myself at the moment, the more so since the novel actually has some sort of rough shape which can be licked and honed and generally tweaked until it’s just about pretty damn-near perfect.
Right now I’m waiting for the husband to return so that we can both lay into the potato curry I’ve made. Potato curry is a staple of mine: since I hate following recipes (see previous post)
I tend to master a few dishes and then do them over and over. Pizza is another thing I do regularly, and from time to time we have lasagne; however since Him Indoors is in charge of cooking, I don’t get to do them very often.
Son has returned from an 18th birthday party. I can’t believe he’ll be 18 in a few weeks too – it’s quite incredible. As is the thought that daughter will soon have finished her first term at uni. She’s already thinking about putting a deposit on a flat – apparently they have to do that about now to get one for next year. Bloody ridiculous.
And that’s it – that’s all the news that’s fit to print. Have a great Sunday – or what’s left of it.