Day 5 of the 2-week novel

Day five

I have left Lilliput and Brobdinag, and cut out all the useless marinary exposition of the voyage up until now. I have taken stock of my supplies and realize that my progress has been much hampered by the curious worlds that I have been stuck in the last 5 days. I must get to the world of my job soon, or face persecution back home. My fellow explorers have been cruising at a much faster velocity than I, and I must forge ahead. I am only at 3000 W-ords out of 10,000 W-ords. For posterity, a W-ord, is a unit of suffering based on the number of hours spent idling on the boat deck divided by the number of mangoes a person eats, times the efficiency of paddling, divided by tangent boat trips to cute little islands.

I see an island coming up soon - I think this may be the island of novelisk, whose main centre of commerce, Chapterisk, I shall visit soon to see if I can trade my empty candy bags and scraps of paper for a conversation with their queen. They have probably never seen such things before, and I shall chuckle as they are awed by my trinkets.