Meanwhile, I have been up since 8:45 with a staggering 2,528 words under my belt and I haven't even finished with Rochester yet, let alone set my sights on the clinical St John Rivers, nor add the sprinkles of academic critical view (does it really matter what old Prudence Stuffed-Shirt (MA) said in The English Review ten years ago? Apparently it does).
I have gone as far as I can now - 2,944 words. Sprinkles yet to be added. I want out, though: if I can nail all of this totally by tomorrow evening, I will be out for the whole day on Tuesday and/or Thursday - gratefully photosynthesising in the rays of the early spring :-D