After a weekend of rnr, this morning I got up with the lark and wrung out another thousand words of the idiots’ graveyard. I’m closing in on the halfway point of my outline: so I’ve pencilled in worrying myself sick that I’ll run out of ideas somewhere between forty and fifty k.
Starting tomorrow, I have my training block, so I’ll be working, studying AND trying to squeeze out the great fife novel!
These posts have got a bit sporadic of late, I know. #2 son moved into mine and I’m juggling him with everything else, too.
It’s great having him underfoot – we’re watching “six feet under” from the beginning – and “the IT crowd”. He’s turned me onto the US “office” and recommended “homeland”.