Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to celebrate the remarkable union of one man, and a life full of unfulfilled ambitions, marked only by failure, whisky and swearwords. It gives me absolutely no pleasure whatsoever to announce that I have made little progress with all of my numerous projects. I have been doing the equivalent of treading water in sinking sand.
The only positive news is that I have started writing a third novel. I am about two-thirds of the way through it, with a word count of around 60,000 words. It has served as a wonderful distraction from the realities of life. The only concern as always is whether it will make a coherent story in the end. I hope to find out sometime during the next month.
My efforts to get my other novel, chronologically speaking my first, published have got nowhere. For now I have put it to one side as I have been focused on writing. I hope to get back to it one day in the future when I have found the courage to get rejected once more. It’s like being the ugliest girl in the village.
In the near future I will post more details regarding a children’s book. My fantastically talented co-conspirators have finished their part so now it’s all down to me. I only need to find time to edit them.