fussy 29 March 2010
ARGH! I have now got all fussy about the writing – well, I am anyhow, but VERY fussy has arrived. Re-reading rewrites (a dizzy thing to contemplate, let alone do, I assure you) I keep changing my mind but also (NOW it chooses to happen, NOW, when I am inches from having to deliver) new ideas have decided to descend – FECK!
I have decided to dedicate the novel to The G Cat because if she were here with me still I would be able to tackle this in my stride and with a hairy bona fide by my (stressed) side…she always had a way of reducing things to simplicity and, if that didn’t work, she walked over and back the keyboard and left stuff for the copy editor to make grammatical sense of – some of my finest moments, I don’t mind telling you. I didn’t KNOW the extent of my luck with that creature (though I long suspected it was great and here I am now, sure of it).
Roll on Thursday when I am scheduled to lie down/implode/explode/generally STOP all endeavour….
