This work in progress is starting to shape up very nicely,
and I’m approaching the climax of this story, but it’s obvious there will have
to be a sequel, there’s just too much material to get it all in the one book.
In other words I’ve done it to myself again, just as I seem to every time – why
write one book when you can write two, or three…
At least I’ve found an answer to my frustration with the
builders. It turns out there was a simple reason why I couldn’t make contact
with the builders – they changed their mobile phones, contract and all, on
Monday, so I’ve been ringing a phone that no longer exists, although the
computer system kept the answerphone message alive, which added to the frustration.
Now at least I’ve made contact with them again, only to find
the scaffolding company didn’t book the job until the 14th rather
than the 7th. It’s a dumb excuse, but at the same time, it has
removed the frustration and I can get on with life instead.
The course I started on “novel structure” on Monday seems to
be good, with a great group of students, and the challenge for Victoria will
be to teach across such a wide range of stages of writing – only three of us on
the course have ever completed a novel, the others are just starting on their “journeys”
as writers. Ah, the poor idealistic lambs, they have yet to learn just how
hard it is. Getting the words down is one thing, getting them right is entirely
another.
As I’ve said before 2013 is my year of writing, 2014 will be my year
of editing, and editing, and editing…
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