A couple of weeks ago, a spot of norovirus wiped out my creativity for a week, and its taken me a while to get back into my writing stride since then. This lunchtime, after a nice chat with Maggie and Lucinda, I set down with notebook and finished chapter 11. Louis’ not-daughter has just seen him in town and recognised him from somewhere…
17960 / 80000 words. 22% done!
This sets me in good stead for my week off next week, a week that I have dubbed my ‘writing week’.
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