As you can see, I’m frantically writing at the moment and today’s blog has got a bit over-looked. I’m galloping towards the end of the first draft of a new novel – I should get there either tomorrow or the next day. It’s such a strange mix of feelings reaching this stage: relief, exhaustion, frustration, optimism, pessimism, mental fatigue and a wonderful sense of release. Hmm, I do love writing, honestly. After the first draft, straight into the second draft or, as I like to think of it, the first correction of the first draft.
Anyway, loyal readers, forgive this hasty blog, I’ve used enough words for one day. I’ll let you know how I get on.