Monday, 9 March 2015

Feet up, Tea in Hand

Today is the start of my holiday. A holiday from writing that is. Yep, for the first time in way too long I'm giving myself a holiday. I still have to do my part-time job, and the promo and and and... but no writing. In-Decision is with the editor, the Layered Mask (revised and extended) is submitted, the Hidden Wolf is being betad - again.

It's time to find my bedroom floor. I swear it's there under the piles of rubbish. I've made a start but it's going to be a long, long job.

Of course, the voices are still chattering away in my head and if I get an idea I'll write it down. But I've got a house to clean, a garden to nuke and books to read.