Feeling very Professor Lockhart-ish this morning; woke up very disorientated and couldn’t remember anything about my life – where I lived and who with, what time of year it was – in fact, anything at all. As time went on and tea went down, I recovered some information about myself: it was like a Dr Who episode except without Dr Who popping up to give me information. Or maybe he was, and I just didn’t recognise him. Oo! There’s a thought. Could be a story – except without the doctor. Some other character.
Actually had quite a good day’s writing yesterday; feeling that I am Getting There with the flood story, though there remains much to do with the atheist-conversion story. Also wrote a flash fiction piece and just sent it off! Just like that! I decided that you can spend too long revising stuff, so why not just give it a go? If I am published I will receive by Paypal the princely sum of $3 (sic).
I have now run out of wool so will go to seek some more in a contrasting colour. The plan now is to make the jumper in blue with black sleeves and roll-neck. No-one else’ll have one like it!
Whaddayamean, no-one else will want one?
Daniel continues to be interested in the book! This is great news; I might even get him into Dickens!
Kirk out
Sarada Gray 