Nearly there...

[gothick]

I haven't done as splendidly as I'd hoped over this weekend. However, I have caught up with where I should be, and even overtaken that point by a few words. So. Word-count is now officially 45,034, and I can smell the finish line from here. Cool.

Favourite line of the day:

“Oh, Domingo, am I glad to see you!”
“Likewise,” said Domingo, slightly muffled by my embrace. I’m a 34C embrace, by the way.