Look, if you didn’t want me to write updates about my word count you should have avoided looking at my blog. Oh, you have tried? Well screw you, here’s an update.
That’s 1.65 times the size of the Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe, and there’s NO slimy christian allegories in sight.
That’s 1.30 times the size of Fahrenheit 451 and no books were harmed in the crafting.
It’s also 0.67 times the size of Orwell’s magnificent 1984, although sanity, as they say, is not statistical.
It is 0.29 times the girth of Moby Dick, and, incidentally, I have some whales in it. Don’t ask.
Finally, as I have just spent pretty much three months (it could be longer) writing it so far, I think to have completed the equivalent of 0.131 of the Lord of the Rings is not a bad job, and there are no dull elven songs messing with your mojo. Bloody elves.
That is all.
PS, that’s twenty-thousand of your English words done in eleven days. I’d say that counts as a spurt.