I feel so much better tonight. I made it into the office yesterday, having worked from home on Monday, but after a rough night last night I stayed home again today. I do enjoy working from home, where the sun streams in through the window. Even today, in mid-March when it’s technically just about spring, it was so hot I had the windows open, and from my desk I could watch the rabbits playing in the meadow at the back of the garden.

Having been asked twice about my book in the last two weeks, I decided tonight that it was probably time to dig it out and see if I could pick up the thread again. I’m ashamed to say it’s almost a year since I last did any serious work on it, so it sits at that 110,000 word limit, almost all of which was written in the space of just three months.

I didn’t start at the beginning - I know I’m still having trouble getting my head around that, so I skipped to chapter three and read it through - 18,000 words - before dinner.

I was pleasantly surprised. It flowed well, and had a lot more dialogue than I remembered. Dialogue is my weak point, I think. Very difficult to get it sounding natural. So, I feel quite cheered by that. Perhaps when the weather is better and there’s less chance of getting my bag wet through I’ll start taking my iBook into work on a more regular basis so I can work on it on the train.

In the meantime, though, it should be print-outs and pens. I’m quite keen to get this moving again right now.

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