19th October 2025.
I’m so disastrously tired tonight that I’ve done the perfectly natural thing, and poured myself a coffee. I haven’t updated this website – blog, if you will – in quite a long time, but for very good reason: I have finished my first book, and my second book, and am now 3-4 chapters into Part 3.
These are all first drafts, of course, but it’s such a relief to have it all in one place. I’ve also written another poem, courtesy of how much I detest my current job, and the second half of my ‘novelette‘ is going alright – it’s a bit of a mess at the moment, and things need to be reworked and lengthened… the rest of it will take time.
Other than that, I’m trying to get back into what I really love.
Update: it’s now Thursday 22nd January, and I’m much further ahead in the novel, but it still feels like I am dragging myself through mud. I’ve written the ugly draft of Chapter 9, and in turning it all into ‘normal’ prose, have got about 10 items left to sort out. They’re not even easy items to deal with, either; each one needs dedicated thought and space to think about, and it’s all a bit of a fucking mess, if I’m honest.
Why won’t this chapter fucking end??
I suppose I should blame myself for getting into this writing thing. It’s not the easiest of things to do, but I go crazy – as I’m doing now – if I don’t get regular words out.
Beyond that, I’ll be on the home straight for once, as I’ve already printed Chapters 10 and 11 (thank you, 2022 me), and I’ve danced over a lot of the detail for the final three chapters, so it should – should – be full steam ahead at that point.
I can’t wait to see the open road on my Excel spreadsheet. Chapters to finish: 12, 13, 14. I’m in heaven just thinking about it.
Beyond that, it’s raining miserably and slowly, so I’m going to walk to the library and see if I can convince myself to finish chapter 9 today. A bribe of Pret a Manger might be in order.