I have made a decision.
For a long time now I have been working on The Book.
The only problem is that all the work takes place in my head and I haven’t made a serious attempt to put it on paper. Or should I say hard drive?
I have made a few false starts but other things have distracted me and I have never gone beyond a few thousand words. I have decided that something must be done. I have been incubating my wee tale for long enough. I really must make a serious attempt to rid myself of that fucking storyline that has been worming around in my head for so long.
The problem is that I have to rid myself of other distractions, and one of my biggest distractions is this fucking site.
I’m not quitting, so you can all please stop having heart attacks. It is just that this place will be knocked off the top of my priority list, and occasionally I may forget to scribble here altogether. So if any of you would like to volunteer to poke me in the ribs occasionally and remind me to dish out a soupçon of vitriol then feel free.
There are reasons why I haven’t given The Book more attention in the past while, but I hope those reasons have disappeared. There is only one way to find out and that is to try.
Why do I have a funny feeling that I will change my mind within the next week?