It is no doubt a sign of laudable virtue, to post on those days that I don't make quota: reporting for scolding, as it were.

In my own defence, I only fell short by a whisker, 140 words or so. And I would've been over, only it was the middle of the afternoon and I was just settling in to work again and a friend phoned to call me out for a dog-walk. Just a short dog-walk, he said. Hah! I shoulda known better. It's not that short a dog.

Four hours later, I was barely home. And there had been an interval in a pub garden also, and it was coming up on dinner-time, and and and.

So:

54413 / 150000 words. 36.3% done!

And I still have a day in hand (this is day 35 of the projected hundred), but I might spend that today, I might have an actual day off. I'm thinking about it.