So Wimbledon has been and gone, which is always a blessing and a disguise. I always feel that I haven’t made the most of it, and watched enough tennis. That said, it does mean that I might finally get back to writing properly. Tonight under the light of a gas lamp and fairy lights draped around the patio I finished typing up what I’ve written to date.
55222 / 80000 words. 69% done!
So now comes the final push! I’m so close to finishing book two in the Mr Tumnal trilogy.