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Wednesday, November 03, 2004

NaNoWriMo Day: 3
Words Written: 3,791
Words Remaining:

It's interesting the way my word count has remained suspiciously similar (some would even say identical) to yesterday's. It's ALMOST as though I've done no writing whatsoever today, which I'm sure can't be true for such a dedicated novelist as myself. It's probably a statistical anomaly.

But the good news is that I've won £22 from my shameless gambling on George Dubya to win the election. Although by saying that, I'm inadvertantly revealing that I put on more than the fiver Lisa thinks I put on. But hey, it was like betting on the stupidity of the American public. You don't get much closer to a dead cert than that.

I'm now back in the fair city of Shotley Gate, having arrived home at 1:20am last night and no doubt woken my neighbours by struggling up and down my steps with endless bags of Christmas presents. And having survived until mid-afternoon with no milk, I'm now in the happy position of being able to make a cup of tea. I've also been reunited with my cat Chloe, who I'm sure understands that I had no choice but to abandon her for a week and a half. Oscar needed looking after, and his owner had cable TV and a dishwasher.

Right, I'm just about unpacked now, so it's an early night for me, after which I'll only have to write the odd 4,000 words tomorrow to get back on track. Piece of cake.