September's Writing Progress

I'm gradually establishing a new writing routine (which isn't all that different from the old one). I managed about 8,500 words of Command Authority this month, so it now stands at about 118,000 words.

We went up Blackpool Tower for Breda's birthday and did the usual "I can see my house from here" routine (actually, we couldn't, as there's another building in the way). We also attended the switch-on of the Illuminations for the first time in (mumble) years. I'd heard of only one of the musical acts in the warm-up concert, which served as that week's "damn, I'm old" moment.

The house has given us a few unplanned expenses this month, and I'm sure there are more to come. Nothing has caught fire or injured anyone, but if I had a forwarding address for the people we bought the place from, they'd be off my Christmas card list by now...