1,688 last night. Target was 2,000, but I have a good excuse.
I'm up in Scotland at the moment on a work trip, coming home tonight. So last night, I was in a hotel room, writing away. Headphones in, atmospheric music on.
CRASH as my bag falls off the chair in the corner.
AARGH I exclaim, actually quite loud. Then silence. I guess a door shutting made the floor vibrate or something, that's why the bag fell. Perhaps the lift. Not a ghost. I don't believe in them. Definitely don't believe in - I'll just check that there's no-one behind me. All clear. I try to compose myself and get back to writing.
Ten minutes later, I hear a grunt. I skip back a few seconds - no, it's not on the music. All clear behind me. Carry on writing. Getting near to the target for the night. Very sleepy now, thanks to a four am start. But getting there.
"Oh yeah."
Okay, that I didn't just imagine. Skip back ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds on the music. Definitely not there. Then a cough, throaty. Again. All clear behind me.
And so thin hotel walls, a weird coughing grunting guy next door, and spooky music are my excuse for stopping early last night. I can only imagine what Mr Grunt thought of my horrified yell when the bag fell over.