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Shock and Awe
I just wrote my first car crash. I killed three people. It feels awful.
Work in progress. Slow progress.
Writing a novel is surely making me a better reviewer. And a kinder one. This process is hard. Without the time luxury to write in large chunks, I fit in hours or two when I can. Which has produced not quite 20,000 words in just under a year. Already I am sick of the thing: […]
Work in hand
The latest review copy arrived yesterday. A novel for young adults. A teenage girl’s dying mother reveals that her father is not really a deceased war hero; rather, he’s a Hollywood action hero. And she has a bitchy half-sister. Kill me now.