Two Chairs - Hip Hip

[faustus]

I've been having circulation problems of late and distinctly numb bums and I reckon that I've squashed all the comfort out of my office chair. I checked out Staples online, but you need to be a business to order, so I had to persuade someone to chaffeur me around. Ben, a gentleman if ever there were one, obliged.

It took one listen of Wish You Were Here to assemble - and it would have been quicker, but I had to take it apart midway since the metal frame has a part labelled front, but the actual seat doesn't. I also forgot the telescopic plastic sheath, but that's cosmetic. My bum is grateful already.

So, having watched Sullivan's Travels, part of All About Eve and the latest Marple (not enough Mark Heap) I got down to writing. Halfway through chapter six, so I'm nearly at a quarter way point - but the word count is higher because of fragments of later chapters (7, 9, 11, 13-18, 20-22) are already written. Because of the structure, this is going to need a very thorough second draft to ensure the through-lines of narrative, but at the moment I'm just worrying about incident. Motivations will be clarified, but will be held back.

41,399 / 100,000 (41.4%)

592 words a day average to finish for the end of the year - unless I take time off for NaNoWriMo

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[drasecretcampus.livejournal.com]

Bit of a folky yes - I recently bought a ticket for Seth Lakeman who I am told is up and coming - but the is the Pink Floyd Wish You Were Here so probably in the prog rock.

The writing's been sat on since Easter so it's apparently a case of remembering it. The sweat comes when I try to make it be any good, of course.