an update on the average life of a noneccentric recluse....

 

Nonowrimo- freudian slip but true- it was a No Novel Writing Month as things turned out. Have plot, characters, a story mapped out and about seven chapters but just couldn't keep up my daily word count. Still have to look at the up side- have something pretty solid to work on till next Nano.

 

Spent most of December kicking my own butt for not finishing Nano, then did that commercial thing involving spending cash I didn't have so my anklebiters wouldn't feel deprived and blame me for ruining their childhoods later on, not to mention putting in a bid with immigration so that we'll never have to go back to Blighty.

 

I escaped the tedium of civilisation for an entire month in January, living with a family (now friends) on their farm in an idyllic location and working with their horses every day. I had a smile on my face every day- felt happy and contented for the first time in longer than is comfortable to admit.

 

Back to normality now

.. and hopeful back to writing seriously soon.