How long must I suffer?

I'm still waiting for my new PC which has been promised for Monday. Can I last that long?

Bereft but moving on!

The death of my laptop from overuse was unexpected, but I've enjoyed the time plotting and researching. I'll be offline until the new one arrives and oh so ready to get typing!

December

The days are short and getting shorter. SAD doesn’t begin to cover it. I’m soldiering on with another edit (I really have lost count and what’s more I don’t care.) January is a good month to send off submissions to agents I keep telling myself. It helps a bit.

Modern thrillers

I’m a bit fed up of modern thrillers at the moment. They are like eating candy floss (cotton candy). They are engaging and read quickly, but I don’t come away feeling satisfied. I like novels with a roller coaster ride where I’ve learnt something new, and REALLY walked in a character’s shoes. Like eating a spicy dish, I want to be thrilled AND fulfilled!

Competition hiccups

Why is there always some hiccup when I want to send off a competition entry? If it’s by post, there’s either a strike or my printer decides to die and then I don’t have the right size envelope or enough stamps. Email should be easier, but just today the application form I’ve completed is too big for hotmail and I’ve had to email the organisers for help. All I need now is for my internet connection to go down. I typed this with crossed fingers!

Friends

Writing friends are critiquing my novel. It’s a tough time, but these are people I can trust to be honest.

Being kind

I felt pretty low yesterday, but have perked up a bit. I'm still not in the right place to face any editing, so I'm tidying up 'paperwork' and researching agents and being a bit kind to myself.