Hello again, how is everyone?... That's nice, glad to hear you're all doing well. I've spent most of this weekend worrying that I'd caught impetigo from my three year old nephew. I wasn't really concerned about the disease itself, as according to nhs.uk impetigo is rarely a serious condition and my skin's already pretty much a write off. I was worried that I'd pass it on to my girlfriend, mostly because I'm a selfless, heroic gentleman but also because I was afraid that it would be really awkward. I'd not heard of impetigo before this weekend but my dad described it as "basically herpes for kids" and I've been terrified of having to tell the missus "I've not been fooling around with anyone, I caught this pestilence I've given you from my nephew." Which is pretty much the worst excuse I could have come up with and would almost certainly have got me in to even more bother. Fortunately both myself and Mrs myself seem to have dodged the plague and the nephew's looking better.
I've been able to do a fair bit of writing since the last update and I've managed to reach 27,709 words, or 37% of the novel. Having said that, I'm a lot further than 37% into the plot and there are lots of gaps that I'm going to have to go back and fill in/or paper over, so it's probably more accurate to say I've half written the first 75% of the book. I'm going to update on a Monday night from now on, so I'll be able to spend all of Sunday night actually writing the book and not end up having a late night writing the accompanying blog post. Next week's target is 32,000, comeback on Monday to see if I reach it.
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