44 600 words. I am a machine.

Thanks to a couple of days of late nights and early mornings, I have added 13,000 words over three and a half days. I now have hope of achieving the mystical 50 000 word goal by midnight Sunday (actually midnight Sunday in San Francisco, so if REALLY desperate I actually have until 9 AM Monday morning).

Favorite quote from this morning's output:

"I took the first available flight and zombied my way to Addis Ababa by routing through Milan. Quite frankly I don't remember it--I spent the time on the plane and in the terminal either drinking or sleeping because I had a lot of catching up to do. Besides, airports all look pretty much identical from the inside anyway. All that changes is the contents of the bottles of alcohol in the duty free shops."

Hmmmm. My attempts to change the format of the blog are not working. Try, try again.

Ahhh, where was I. Right. At 28,020 words. Sadly, a week later, I am only at 31,800. This means that, in order to hit 50,000, I need to crank out on the order of 3,000 words per day.

This is possible, but deeply unlikely.

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