Right. The gate man has left for the day (he'll be back tomorrow), I have switched off the radio, brewed the coffee and am about to unplug the spawn-of-the-devil internet cable. Nothing is going to stop me from knocking off another 500+ words on draft number wotsit. Three? Four? Whatever.

I'll be back next month. (Which, incidentally, is when the NaNoWriMo folks start registration for National Novel Writing Month. Sort of. They say around October 1.)