You don’t have much to report when writing every spare minute.
I am sprinting for the finish, much in the manner of Jon last weekend at the London marathon though without his style.(Congratulations, Jon. Don’t do it again. It exhausts me just to think of it.)
I have written 6,500 words since Wednesday.
I can comment on my computer screen. I have been staring at it for hours. It needs a wipe. Also, it has developed a worrying flicker. Do computers suffer from palsy in their old age?