Wednesday, 18 March 2009

It's quiet...Too quiet...

So after the excitement, there's another kind of waiting...everyone goes off to Bologna and then things get moving. The desire is to get things moving straight away. I want to launch into book 2 (actually I'm 22,000 words in but all of them might be redundant) but we wait. And that's okay because it gives me chance to do other things.

So what have I done? How did I celebrate?

Well, I've played some music. If you listen hard, you can hear a nice Irish tune under Goodwife's critique of her camera skills. I am hitting (notice I don't say playing) the bodhran.


I also played my mandolin.

I've written a short story for my Wirral Writers group on Friday too. So I haven't been idle. And I've been reading.

I also confess to wandering round Borders last weekend smiling benignly at Bloomsbury books! I reserve the right to do this at any time.