Welcome to my perfumed garden

Once again, David Mitchell proves he has a brain the size of - at the very least, a large comet or planetoid. Today he is dispensing his opinion on fashion and the Oscars. hafren has already  pointed to this once this morning but I feel such good common sense deserves the widest possible dissemination.

Ignore these witches! Attractiveness advice dispensed to women who have shagged Brad Pitt by women who, I'm guessing, haven't.

It's just for me, you know, tracking progress, no need to comment unless you feel moved to for some reason. :o)

Entanglement. Marches on apace, slow but steady progress, still concentrating on moving the plot along, I'll fill all the gaps with the colour later. I'm still working on a chapter at the moment but as of now,
6,017 words written so far this week, which isn't at all bad considering. :o)

56,119 / 200,000 (28.1%)

Blue, getting those chapters in and - to my utter amazement - I find I'm on schedule (though the plot is thickening alarmingly; I'm going to have to chain it down good to keep it from running away again)
3,087 words this week giving a ridiculous running total:

86,344 / 142,000 (60.8%)

In other news, the sun is shining! It's like a spring day out there. I'm off for walkies, make love while teh sun shines... or something.