The Novel has steamed ahead over the last
three days. I’ve now finished – I think – the truly painful part of the book. I
now have to work out how to put everything right. Lots of scenes and lots of
possibilities are floating around in my mind, but how on earth I’m going to
make them into anything coherent, I don’t know. I shall just take it one
chapter – scene – word – at a time, as I’ve been doing so far with this draft.
It’s very exciting and I do miss the novel
when I’m not working on it. However, as I’ve said SO MANY times before, it’s
essential to have breaks.
I’ve been writing about a time thirty-five
years ago and on Tuesday, out of the blue, a friend whom I haven’t seen for
probably about thirty-five years rang and suggested we meet for lunch as she is
coming down to Devon for a 60th birthday party.
Synchronicity or what?
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