Out of ideas

To be frank, I am only dropping in to tell you all I am dropping out again. I am going on holiday. For week, don’t fret. [Did anyone fret? - Ed]

I am so sorry, my very dear and hugely treasured readers. October is clearly my ‘world’s worst blogger’ month, possibly to gear up for the jaw-clenching terror of Nanowrimo in November [Wait, isn't that in two weeks?]. I have been neglecting you and it’s not even personal, I have been neglecting everyone.It has all gone a little dust-and-ashes [Can we discuss this Nanowrimo thing?]. I am not really enjoying things I normally live for – coffee, reading, gin, returning my library books on time for once. Part of it I am sure is down to not getting any bloody sleep at all – all my colds end in a cough and it drives my poor benighted husband very nearly as far round the twist as it drives me. [You, of course, are somewhere about the handle end of the cork-screw. Stop snivelling this instant and tell me at once what you mean by mentioning Nanowrimo]. Part of it is probably seasonal – the students return to the library in confused and wired droves and I can’t tell if I resent more the grumpy ones or the ones who are clearly loving it. But mostly, it is because I am having yet another ‘an I were to be mashed flat by the number 77 bus tomorrow…’ crisis. Hence the self-pity [Ha!], the joy-demolishing guilt about doing anything at all except writing madly away, the consequent and inevitable Writer’s Block, the drunken and maudlin resolution to actually complete the Nanowrimo challenge this year [I still wish to know why you did not discuss this pretty bloody momentous decision with me, young Reed]. (Are not the words ‘drunken’ and ‘maudlin’ enough of a clue, Editor?)

So, a week off, knitting up ravelled sleeves and what have you. Then a week for a ‘what I did on my holidays’ show-and-tell (photos? Yes? No? Please please please no?). And then you can all have the unparalleled pleasure of watching me try to write 1000 words of fiction a day, in a frenzied attempt to get the first draft of a novel down on paper [can we please talk about this before the 1st of November?].

(Inspired by Helen, who is going great guns on her two novels and who I am coming to have a little bloggy crush on as a result).

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