Sunday 10 October 2004

It may not be the greatest 401 words that I have ever written, but sometimes when writing your novel, you have to write your way through the bad to reach again, the good. And so it is that I have…

Today I intended to devote to writing many many words of Blood & Fire. It is now ten minutes to seven, and I have: cut the grass cut back the budlea cleared out the bean plants weeded the garden front…

Maybe? Maybe not? Spurred on by yesterday’s swimming, today I weighed myself. 14 stone – apparently. Yay, I’ve lost one! I get off, and on again, to double check. Two stone more. Off, and on. A shade under 15, and…