Crawling To Target...

Ah, so a few days has passed, but I have managed to drag myself to this place again. Sorry about the last post, but when something like that happens, it tends to need saying.

First the bad weather...

Just poked my way past 45,000 words. It aint so much a writers block that has slowed progress, more the fact that things have been pretty good for the last week or two. When I say pretty good, I mean compared to the four or five weeks previous. I am so glad that certain things have happened, I have been spun a certain line before, but this is the first time it has ever actually been said with honesty, and I am thankful to that person. And I mean what i said about the job offer.

Might of said this before, but that time I was wrong. I have now written the last chapter and it is wonderfully messed up. Basically what happens at the end is this...

As if...

But Stuart is happy for now, so am I, but that is all subject to change, so watch this space.

The other thing that is getting in the way is that I have started to return to my first love, music. The other day I wrote my first song for about 6 years and tonight I wrote another one. I am pouring out things that, maybe, should go into the book, but they are too personal. I have confessed things over the last couple of weeks that I never thought would reach another living soul, and to the person who has been there, I will always remember your patience and understanding. Just do not trivialise your own suffering.

Always the short one...

Easier said than done...