Words written: Uncounted, all handwritten. Story direction redrafted, though.
Books read: Finished A Novel In A Year, now on to How To Write Science Fiction and Fantasy (and Second Best Husband)
Level of fail: Getting to the library at 20 past 9 and discovering it doesn’t open until 10. Getting into the library a bit after 10 and discovering that it doesn’t have public access to plug sockets. Getting in touch with my mum and discovering that she didn’t check her phone until she got home, so she won’t be able to pick me up for 3 hours.
We’ll call that ‘please can I go to bed and pretend I never left it?’